I have seen the moon and the sun outside my
Window.
The same moon and sun which have followed
Me since
My arrival.
Throughout my life on many continents,
They have been
In the same big sky
Watching over me.
Sometimes they whisper,
“From here you look so beautiful,
So tiny.
Why do you continue to
Believe your
Problems are so big
And your beauty so small?”
Music pulsing
Dance floor vibrations
Nocturnal visions multiply
I am here because
I am
Transcending tranquility
Continual beats
Fast or slow
I go
Where i go
Primal flows of body, mind
And soul
To rhythms timeless
Unending motions cause
Undulation across oceans
Rippling
Undoing realities set on sand
Hands touch
Lips brush
We
Us
Consummated
Entity.
Waiting.
I asked you to slow down,
I could not keep up.
So you trudged on ahead
Never looking back
And i lost sight of you
Out there.
I came to a division of many
paths
Where i took a moment to rest,
My strength dwindling.
And i waited.
I waited
And i counted the stars.
I took shelter in the trees
Thinking
At any moment
You might return
To me.
I woke to a cold frost
And realized i could not stay without nourishment and shelter
Through more seasons.
And had to choose a path
One that did not lead me to you
But
A
Mountain top
Where i could see
Many other peaks in front of
Me.
And there my whole body
Was filled with a sense of
Possibility.
Much time went by
And you found me
But you were angry
I did not wait longer for your return.
I will no longer apologize for the natural need to take care of myself.
And on I went without you
On to the next valley
And on to the next peak
And i took my own breath away
As each day i
Stood up.
As
Evenings light was falling
I chose to take
A walk among the olive trees.
Others were elsewhere
Settling for dinner.
The earth was dry,
Dust rising and making a bit
Of a haze as
I moved toward the sun.
I came to a low rock wall deep in the orchard
And
Decided to take
A moment of rest.
Removing my backpack to use as a pillow
I lay upon the ground.
I swear I heard laughter
And the shuffle of bare feet behind me,
I quickly sat up and turned my head to find no
one around.
Maybe the ghosts were as delighted as me
Under those old olive trees.
And I wondered how many souls had tread
Here,
How many had stopped to take a moment and
Replenish their weary hearts with these roots
Beneath them?
How many partook
With joy
The nectar
Of the olive tree before me?
No sound mind here.
Spellbound.
I am an
Awakening star
In response to your
Lightest touch.
Your magic stays within me
Where you have left it
For my pleasure
Alone.
I have known dark and cold things
They have come to visit
But I never let them stay
Now I sit in the rocker by the window.
The motion,
The melodious creak bringing me
Comfort.
And I stare at the trees and the clouds
Swaying in the rhythm of the wind.
An occasional
Blue jay or dove stops within my view
In search of nourishment.
And I let my mind wander where it will
As light slowly
Slinks away to make room
For
Night.
Oh
To sit in silence and welcome
The sunrise with you again
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