Into the night air
and winter sky
of bright light on ebony
I finally exhale,
feel my body settle
and guts shift
to match the soul
beckoning wordlessly
into the uncharted
windswept trek
over towering passes
etched in stone,
finding faith
in the green
that awaits.
Now that was absolutely beautiful Don. I could feel the presence of the Divine in that poem right from the start.
Not only is Life a Journey, but also each moment in Life. Thanks so much for awareness and sharing your epiphany with us. I look forward to many more of your poems… see you soon, Spirit willing.
Stunning. Love the play of what I see as silhouette, with ‘bright light on ebony’. Thank you for mirroring my winter experience.
Welcome home to the green of love that has been waiting for you.
May new life rise daily in the loins of your soul every day.
Yeah. What Jude said!
Yeah! What Lloyd and Jude said…….(smile). A big YES!!!!
Living one’s life passionately, each moment, warrior and dancer always on hand for the next step. THAT is the green belt of a life wholly lived!–into, and through, each dark night, the new sun daily arising to warm and replenish one’s bones. Deep gratitude, Don.
Ahh, to let go into the “uncharted windswept trek” and live anew amongst the moments of magic that await us.
This is a painting masquerading as a poem.
Most excellent!