Blessed by these lessons
of iridescent imperfection
I bow
Ready to be knocked over
cracked open
and newly discovered.
Give thanks to the deep SEE divers
To the weather worn hands of the unwinders
Who let the line go
Let the waves guide the flow
Let the lessons be learned in the undertow
Give thanks to the deep see divers.
Blessed by these lessons
of iridescent imperfection
I bow
Ready to be knocked over
cracked open
and newly discovered.
I wrote it in honor of the passing of a friends father, whom I never had the honor of meeting.
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We have shed our tattered timeline coat of winter and now the first blossoms have bloomed…
saying goodbye to a man i've never met
on a starry night in autumn
the leaves have begun their fall dance
as they scatter themselves across the wind
light and shape reflecting shadows of spring
listening to the flowers is a pastime of springtime
and now the petals come to rest one by one
as life returns to earth
and earth becomes the tattered timeline coat that keeps us warm through winter and reminds us of where we've been...
could it be that we've come all this way
still unaware that he will breathe again come the first blossoms
only to remind us not to say goodbye at all
but to whisper wishes into rosebuds
and breathe blessings to the bees
and to take each step with the grace
of life letting go
