Posted by: Zane Maser | January 13, 2017



Things all around shift.
People, conditions move out
of our time and life.

Doors close.

The upswing goes down.
Quiet vacuums purposeful.
Sorting what to keep.

Releasing the valueless.

Angst of aloneness.
Apparent loss seems endless.
Feeling deep darkness.

The well is dry.

Sitting still waiting.
Peace seeps into consciousness.
New water trickles.

Crocus snow clad.


No egotism taint.
Spirit grasps us at right time.
When we are called.

Doors open.

The Soul’s taproot touched.
Immoveable Center felt.
In silence reap pure.


Other Spiritual Offerings:

• Fallowness

• Coming to Life

• Getting My Bearings

• Cycles Upon Cycles

• Giving Way in The Natural Order

• Constant Care

• Choose Your Fork Of The Path


Haiku poem © by Zane Maser, 2017. Photos gratefully used from Wikimedia Commons. All 2009-2017 rights of Zane Maser and SunnyCat Astrology reserved worldwide.

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My editorial guru and technological wizard is Chris Maser, my stupendous husband.

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