Phoenix
Heart melting into tears,
pouring from inside.
A river forms,
carrying me
over and under
the rapids.
Current strengthens-
no more struggling,
I let go,
close my eyes.
and accept the end
to suffering,
to feeling the whole world’s sorrow
streaming out of me.
Hands reach out;
pull me to the bank
Two men- one I know and one
I do not
except from past dreams.
Each full of light,
Each smiling gently,
reminding me
of my purpose,
marveling at a river
made solely of my tears.
A new skin covers me;
A strong heart beats inside.
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Nice. Sounds like a rebirth. Retirement is a new beginning in many ways and hopefully it will be joyous and full of purpose. :)
Beautiful - yes, does sound like new beginnings - as new skin covering you!
By the way, your petite roses are coming up again outside in my garden and the Gardenia is still nice and healthy!
Thanks! That's what I thought too. When I woke up, I couldn't stop touching my skin because it really did feel new. It reminded me of when I went to the mikvah before I converted. The man "I knew" in the dream was Grandpop. Glad the flowers are blooming!
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