5:12 am, Arenal erupts
Thunderous roar, breaking early morning silence
like some soaring fighter jet, rushing overhead
Even grousing howler monkeys grow quiet
and the singing birds still themselves in nearby trees
as something more powerful speaks
Clouds cover her cone
Only her faint outline visible
Her presence we feel, so vast, uncontrollable
Respect she instills
Her bellowous voice
A reminder, our humble place on the planet
Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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5 thoughts on “Arenal”
Indeed she is Floots. Indeed she is…Great here in CR.
nature is good at letting us know our place
Thanks Dan and Polona. Indeed nature does humble us all.
ah, nature can make us feel so humble!
As I said before, WoW!
Thanks, Don, for the ongoing.