Brother Sun dance
across the
memory landscape
of my soul
dragging bells
and
bracelets. . .
leaving
a void in your wake
as Sister Moon smiles
-sadly
—o0o—
The face of all the world is changed, I think,
Since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul . . .
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Who said that
who knew
you
the way I did?
Who else
saw the faeries at play
that sunshine day
in the
cool shadows
of your friendship?
. . .and still
I listen
waiting
seeking
to hear the footsteps
of long forgotten
lives
—o0o—
Alone I stand
finding security in
my confusion
knowing that I cannot
hold on
Have to let go of you
you and me
and
what I believe to be me
for it is in holding on
that I stop the process
halt the one-ness
of the universe
the one verse
the song of exaltation
my being
my alone-ness
my whole-ness
al(l)one
—o0o—
I journeyed towards you
my Uranus
along byways of
broken dreams
and highways of forgetfulness
until you
quietly
gently powerful
arrived……
my mirror
my doorway
my Uranus….
May I have this dance….?
—o0o—
Fighting fear
I reach out to you
and find emptiness
Fighting pain
I shatter…
opening up
to the beauty within
Seeking love
I enter …
the beauty
the fragile scent
of my own being
—o0o—
The landscape of pain
seems barren
vast and
inhospitable
hiding beauty
strength
and
hidden landscapes
of promise
laughter
joy and
love
—o0o—
As I open up
to the hurt
that is you
I surrender
to a love greater
stronger and
gentler
Loving you for the gifts
-the strength in your absence
-the wisdom of not knowing
-and the joy of loving
simply because I can
As I embrace you
I let you go
…..and my heart takes flight!
—o0o—
Gently
flowing
I withdraw from struggle
…the need to be right
…the need to win
I let go of the fear
…not being good enough
…not being strong enough
…not being enough
Gently
flowing
I return
As I silently accept
…the gentleness
…the flow
…the power of one