Monday, February 18

Poetry

oh sweet fragile life
broken into pieces

pretzel crumbs
eye lashes
mosaic tiles
crossword boxes
water drops
a fallen ceramic plate

holding in these two hands
the moment
the pieces

blinking, sharing in the brokenness
smiling with the life that is within
a wick still lit,

golden eye warmth, friend laughter
idle reminiscing chatter
against the house a ladder
i sit on, safely

the vim of this virago
mountain west wind, a desert storm
a tumultous tide-- a river current ride
tree trunk humility and aware
smiling, moment by moment recieiving
imbibing, being imbued
embraced, startled and inevitable renewed

wind rushing past rocks and twig strand pieces
storm carrying sand grain pieces
tide turning water and ocean bit pieces
tree trunk breaking pieces, losing branch pieces

oh sweet fragile life
up in the wind, around in the tide
rooted and yet able to break, to fall
to grow anew
to know wholeness, brokenness and the chasm

eyes of compassion
hands of patience, gentleness, awareness
the pieces
forever
soft, sharp, breaking, falling, living pieces

1 comment:

Unknown said...

you warm my heart and feed my spirit.
your words, your thoughts
are liberating.