Reflections from an Open Window
Linda Raha's Writing Corner
It seems that the landscape of our lives is always changing; we open the window to a new day, and the view is altogether different from the day before. Each and every day brings new challenges, and of course, we never know what these challenges may be ahead of time. We do know, that no
There is a place where the sea and sky meet in a tender embrace; unless of course, there is a storm, and then, there is a terrible fight. But oh, on a clear blue day, the dolphins play, and the sea birds frolic about. The waves sound like thunder, a turmultuous roar when they crash
What is it that captures our hearts so well, as a photograph of days gone by? It is as if we find ourselves on a tree lined street in autumn; the wind blows, and leaves of every color scatter around us. There is the golden slant of the sun, and our own ruminating thoughts; how
I have dearly loved the work of certain poets, and they have enriched my life, but the poetry of life itself is something altogether different. It too, has a meter and a beat, lines that are melancholy, and lines that are sweet. The poetry presents itself to us each day, a new page yet unwritten.
This past December, my husband, myself, and my youngest son traveled to St. Augustine, Florida, for a wedding; the wedding was lovely; however, beyond the wedding, there were lessons to be learned. Isn't it strange, the surprise encounters we find on our life journey? Sometimes, just an ordinary experience opens our eyes, and we see