To be held
by the light
was what I wanted,
to be a tree drinking the rain
— Linda Hogan, from “To Be Held,” Dark. Sweet: New & Selected Poems.
Notes:
- Poem Source: thevaleofsoulmaking.wordpress.com. Photo: Enzo Penna (via Mennyfox55)
- Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”

How is it you *always* find the perfect photo?! (And the poem is wonderful, too…) ☺️
Awww….thanks Lori
Truly! How do you do it, David?
ah, to be that tree –
yes, and sinking its roots deeper into the ground
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Perfect for a rainy morning like today … ‘… to be a tree drinking the rain.’ Linda Hogan, from “To Be Held,” Dark. Sweet: New & Selected Poems.
It is!
Lovely words David 🤓☺️…feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply…be the witness… sending you joy ~ smiles Hedy
smiling, yes Hedy…thank you for the virtual joy transfer. Feel it!
This is so beautiful, David. And here, too, it is raining (Do I run? Not sure but in the absence of being held by a human, maybe I shall drink up the rain…)
Drafting behind all of my amazing followers, like you Dale and Lori
🙂
I find running in the rain (not in mid-winter but spring and summer) to be refreshing…
I’m new to this “game” and might just try it later… when it is a tad warmer.
It’s not the run (which can be tortuous), it’s how the body feels after completion. Like a perpetual Saturday afternoon nap.
Tell me about it. Or rather, I’ll tell YOU about it 😉
deal!
You obviously don’t have MY hair. I say Rain, Humidity, Fog or even only think Mist….. and I look like having put my finger into a socket! Apart from *I’m NO longer running* syndrome….
Laughing…You are electric all the time!
Sort of …. 🤯🤡
I find it harder to go out for a run if it is already raining before I start. If I am running and it begins to rain during the run, it is one of the most enjoyable experiences for me. Of course, I live in Florida where the rain is generally warm. And I agree, David, the reward lies in how my body feels afterward. I hope you are getting out onto the pavement.
OMG, running in Florida, nothing like it Carolann. We lived in Miami for 10 years and it was heavenly. I haven’t run in a week or so, and it’s time….
To be held
by the light
was what I wanted,
to be a tree drinking the rain
But along comes a guy with a power saw. I think I’d rather take a glass of water and sit on my sunny deck. (I’m just kidding, DK. It’s very nice. I’m just adding the perspective you’ve come to expect from me.) And anyway, being a tree, it’s just like being sentenced to permanent social distancing; you can never go anywhere.
LAUGHING! I could just picture (and hear) that chainsaw/power saw. Brutal.
I’m sorry. I can’t resist. I think in another life I was one of the ants at a picnic.
Still laughing!
Yummy. Yummy. Yummy. My feet may not be running, but my heart is racing with joy in the imagery.
yes!
the trees will be doing a lot of drinking tonight…
I hope they aren’t planning to be driving anywhere… 🙂
Ha! Good one…
🙂
And a special round of applause for the perfect photo to this poem….. 👍🏻👏🏻🤩😍
Yippee!