This Is Beyond

 

The persistent magnetism of limestone resolves a deep need for perspective. The muddy perch and thrust of egret wing and falling rock sweep and surrender. Each glittering shell explodes beyond the bluff. And see how the years have sustained us. Always trust that I will hold you bright as every shining blessing. If the bird could emerge from the Great River now, would it think to eat us all, or would it bask in wonder, stalk us in disbelief? We rest as even the storm refuses to cross the river to disturb us. We hold fast to the easy burning of these years to know we are more than one day, one season. We gather folded in tones and shadows unknown to us. A weathered pink. The tattered green. The softened gray. You are the lovely ones who saved me then, and save me still. We are carried to a peace beyond shadows and color. We let loose the secrets inside us. Our vast luminous love. This is how family is found, made, claimed. Once home, the hummingbird touches my ankle, knee, thigh. The blue meerkat stands still and tall to open the door to now, and to the still and silent sadness of the long letting go.

 

6 thoughts on “This Is Beyond

  1. The imagery — It speaks of life in the present and the notion to let go. These emotions weighing our memories and faith, to question, to believe.
    Love your way of writing. 🙂

    • Yes, it felt like being in another world, surrounded by those colors, and the transition to “home” or the present moment was marked solidly by a change in colors as well…even in dreams. Peace.

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