Today’s passage from A Year with Rilke speaks about feelings being set free. How light ones move upward, while heavy ones bow, sway. The last line resonated in its message of the world around us being enough. Moments before, in my back garden, a light breeze makes itself known:
January 2, 2014
Morning comes
at the tickle end
of a cat’s whisker.
In my garden, 
ghost breath
tickles wind chimes,
bird feeder, a lantern.
Everything dances.
–CAS
Quillfyre 
That’s lovely, Carol. Thanks for sharing this challenge. Here’s mine for Jan 1:
north window in winter /indoor blooms tighten/not quite shrivelling
I really like your site, too!
Thanks, Barbara and welcome to Quillfyre! This is such a great way to get the writing year off to a good start. I like your small stone too!