I will take you beyond the veil —
Where purple lupin lead the sacrament
And aspen leaves flicker in praise —
To speak with the clouds
Of the healing, skyward coil and
Silver stallion’s gleaming eyes
That are the portals which prove
You are ready
Ants, unlimited and active,
Are shooting stars
On a moonless night
Darting swiftly across the vast expanse
Without end or rest.
Eagles, attacked by blue jays,
Shake them by ascending
Thermal, hypoxic air
Between this spinning rock
And infinite dark.
I am the ant,
Digging and hauling
Building and seeking
Unaware of my cosmic counterpart.
I am the eagle,
At lower altitudes
Plagued by pecking and scratching
Transmitted through my psyche.
To know my stardust
And to meet it there —
Delivers me from these daggers
I grasp in fearful hands.
His true Self
Is a prism in a cloudless sky
Its shadow — a rainbow gliding
Across glossy green leaves and crystalline dreams
Featherlight kisses alight on my cheeks
With a shimmering dust
Like butterfly wings
Delicate pink blossoms float
With creek bubbles
Passing beneath a stone arch bridge
Like fairies
Grazing between willow’s soft fingers
Lily pads and lotus flowers catch them downstream
I sit on the grass amongst thousands of petals
Holding open a book I’m meaning to read
Words on the page call to me gently
But all I can think of
Is you
You belong to untamed rivers,
Rippling from mountains
Out to the sea.
I belong to the one who flows with them,
Free yet connected,
His heart beats with me.
Your murmur at dawn
Is pastel poetry inked
Against cumulus clouds
Cast on an ancient lake
Awakening me with
Redwoods, clovers, and ferns
Night’s cosmos disappearing
Into the charm and radiance of your eyes
Tranquil summer rosebud beneath
Our secret morning
Emerge, yellow sanctuary,
Make life soft like peace
In still air and changing light
While giving horses alfalfa
A snapping twig turned my eyes to
Feminine power, shape-shifting creativity
Revealing herself
From the forest across dried grass
Entering the corral through its broken-open gate
In high black boots and sleek red jacket
Bold, light steps obscured her behind a berm
I nervously circled behind the stalls
And waited beneath oaks for her next move
Cresting the threshold to follow my path
She reappeared
And sat facing me in the warmth before twilight
Like she arranged our appointment
We gazed at each other for so many breaths that
A new world opened
And she guided me
Into the space between realms
(Cover art by Hannah Willow @hannahwillow.artist)
At the end of fall, I sit burned and jagged, hot and dry
Remnants of my life scattered upon me
Monuments of destruction
And you find me like this when you arrive as clouds that cover
Shielding my skin from the sun’s burning rays
Until you are mist, preparing me
To accept you as rain
Mixing with my ashes, creating fertile compost
Forming puddles under rocks and cleansing my pain
Softening the shells of my long-dormant seeds
You return as snow
Blanketing me with your cool, soothing balm
Held and holding, gently protecting my wounds
Layer by layer, inch by inch
And in perfect timing, you melt away
Caressing me, pouring into my veins
Saturating my sediment and filling my aquifers
The seeds that sprout in our entwined elements
Grow upon me, out of my ashes, in the warmth of your love
In the expanse of gentle
Releasing
All that we were
All that we had
And all we created
Together
I am an arc in the heavens
A dancing, vivid refraction
And reflection
Between
The rain of my heart
And
My beaming soul
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