here I sit

There waits a little seat

 cold and empty

Til I sit upon it with open heart

dedicated to Michelle over at Rambling Woods


8 Responses to “here I sit”

  1. egwow Says:

    Lovely words but they sound sad and lonely.

    • sohostitch Says:

      Oh dear – they weren’t meant to. It’s one of my favourite spots to be when I have but a few moments to spare. Lizzy (my dog) gets to shnuffle round for a bit and check out all the new scents and I get to stop for a minute, take a deap breath and just ‘be’. The seat is always cold when I sit on it and fortunately empty and I thought it was an interesting metaphor for when we move from one thing to another. Until we bring our ‘self’ to something (adding warmth to our experience) it can feel a bit cold and empty.

  2. Carver Says:

    Lovely shot and poem.

  3. Libby Says:

    Nice! Hope things are going great in Tasmania!!

    • sohostitch Says:

      Thank you. They are. Although it is currently very wet and cold and our usually gentle meandering rivulet is now a torrent of brown hurtling to sea it is autumn and what our weather should be. The best excuse to turn on our heaters and look to cosy indoor activities. 🙂

  4. Jewaicious Says:

    What a serene and lovely shot…

  5. Eileen Says:

    Lovely words and a perfect photo. Great entry for nature notes. Have a great weekend!

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