Clarion Call

Here it is, already Christmas Eve.

I’ve already left behind beautiful Florence, where I filled my broken heart with gold: iconic art, like Botticelli’s Birth of Venus, and Michelangelo’s sculpture of David.

Timeless, elegant Firenze.

I admired the Field of Miracles in Pisa, and walked the timeless cobbled streets of Lucca.

The Leaning Tower of Pisa is a truly beautiful building.

I spent time in a medieval castle, and listened to Gregorian chants in a thousand year old church.

San Miniato al Monte, Florence, Italy

And oh, how I have been enchanted by the soulful ringing of those ancient church bells, echoing across the hills and valleys. Calling me to my own life.

What I had before, in all the other chapters, seems like a soft, sweet dream.

There is only this page now, this day. And in the hardest moments, only these words: step forward, find joy, bring all your love with you.

Listening to faraway church bells from Piazza Michelangelo.

Published by Karin Hedetniemi

Writer • Nature, quiet inspirations, a kind purposeful life. • Just being human here. Creation nonfiction published in Prairie Fire, Hinterland, Sky Island Journal, Moria, and other literary journals. Find her on Twitter/Instagram @karinhedet.

2 thoughts on “Clarion Call”

  1. Hi Karin,

    I think that this post is brilliant! You seem to have created
    a new art form: poetry with photos, or photo-poetry. It gives
    an added dimension to the words, as in “a picture is worth a
    thousand words.” You could enter this in some contest.

    Wonderful stuff!

    Love, Dad

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  2. Hi Karin,
    I love your words and photos! What an interesting way to journal your journey, and courageous too!
    Love your comment on moving forward “to bring the Love with you.” I look forward to following more of your journeys in (this) lifetime!! Love, Sondra

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