Perfect moment for me to read this, as I listen to the rain in the forest tent where I live, having just been out in the night to relieve myself. While out there, I thought about a root I put one foot on, its tree (who I love), and all the other redwoods interconnected at the roots. When I came back in, I thought about how I’m usually less lonely here than among humans, and then I saw this poem. I go back to the thin world as little as possible.
It was the other day
after the fire burnt
with my beloved,
That my sobs came and
cracked my heart
open.
Wrenching, deep, primal
they sounded not of me.
They both frightened
and held me
tight.
And then
with their passing
and in her arms
I was enveloped in
stillness.
—
Thank you Tom for you ever beautiful, true and soul shifting words. Big love.
Perfect moment for me to read this, as I listen to the rain in the forest tent where I live, having just been out in the night to relieve myself. While out there, I thought about a root I put one foot on, its tree (who I love), and all the other redwoods interconnected at the roots. When I came back in, I thought about how I’m usually less lonely here than among humans, and then I saw this poem. I go back to the thin world as little as possible.
I love this - thanks for telling me
Pearl or ice? Ice becoming fire is stronger, but pearl works better in the middle stanza…
Discuss?
I like the way pearl sounds, personally. It flows better to me.
Thanks, Violet. I agree, and it’s stronger as an image, too.