The Conductor

I saw this bud on the lilac bush and immediately called it The Conductor as all
around Spring rose from Mother Earth.


Three days later the Conductor's arms had shifted, extended. They waved mid-air urging orchestra members green and growing, to not delay, to play as bluebells and bleeding hearts, daffodils and hyacinth broke ground.

I thought of Creation and the Creator and how we argue, debate and separate from one another over who the Conductor is. Some say God while others say Goddess, Great Spirit, Higher Power, Allah and Vishnu. Others attribute Creation to the Big Bang.

Wars are fought and people killed over whose God is the God meanwhile the symphony plays on in the beauty of the flowers and all of Nature and in the beauty of human nature, the capacity of the heart to love, appreciate and forgive.

Now a week later, the Conductor's arms are open wide, welcoming all. Imagine the shift if we did the same.

-Dawn! The Good News Muse, 24 March 2011
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