No matter how I turnthe magnificent light follows.
Background to my sadness.
No matter how I lift my heart
my shadow creeps in wait behind.
Background to my joy.
No matter how fast I run
a stillness without thought is where I end.
No matter how long I sit
there is a river of motion I must rejoin.
And when I can't hold my head up
it always falls in the lap of one
who has just opened.
When I finally free myself of burden
there is always someone's heavy head
landing in my arms.
The reasons of the heart
are leaves in wind.
Stand up tall and everything
will nest in you.
We all lose and we all gain.
Dark crowds the light.
Light fills the pain.
It is a conversation with no end
a dance with no steps
a song with no words
a reason too big for any mind.
No matter how I turn
the magnificence follows.
Mark Nepo
3 comments:
That is beautiful. So touching, and poignant. I could almost feel the pain behind the words.
Brenda
this is such powerful and inspirational truth. lovely poem which i am glad to read and will share. as always the photograph is stunning.
i think of those, however, who do not know reciprocity, who face pain and sorrow in deep solitude with no vision of the circle, with no concept of momentary reprieve or ebb and flow. those are the ones who drown. :(
Utterly gorgeous photo - makes me want to be there, walking along that path.
~Flaneuse in Washington, DC
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