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Wednesday
Aug212013

"Gelassenheit"

I live slowly into the grace

that holds the shape of my

 

brief wanderings on this earth

a reservoir to gather the bits

 

and pieces of lost dreams

a vessel to hold the sorrows

 

that find their place amid these

fragments a hollow never bare

 

where once I gathered shards of

hope I’d thought to manage my

 

self not safe but grief unleashed

into the final dimming truth of loss

 

once I’d felt the ground beneath

my feet as warm and firm even

 

though I knew the odds otherwise

clouds drifting and changing their shape-

 

shifting and my seeking what none

can ever know or ever finally tell

 

their forms and faces mirror the

one last and final truth of wandering

 

their instability a sign from the far

shores of loss their dream a call

 

from a near and unmarked path into

the wideness and the wild of ever now


        Mark S. Burrows (© 2013)

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