Artist’s Note 🌿
River rushing by, the same and yet different
Water careening and pushing against
Boundary lines;
I consider the last year,
The last two years,
The last five years,
And the wild girl who looks back now from the mirror-glass
Challenging and edging up against
Hidebound notions,
A spark alight, the same and yet different.
Blue sky and bird song
Mingle
Steam rising from the cup
Fragrant prayer
And praise for the waking
Of sleepy earth and bramble
Of dormant dreams
Of the person I should have been all along.
HE meets me in the space between river splashes,
In the crinkle of last years’ vegetation,
On the cusp of the dying and the now and the not yet,
And it is Good.
❦ Heather
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