Sep. 15th, 2024

greenstorm: (Default)
Sun streams in the window
Cool, clear, bright
Rippling like water over stones
Like water washing strength
from my limbs
Caught as if by the power of a river
I lie back on the pillows
Washed by light
Held by gravity
The daylight playing over my body
And then passing on
I am no more than
Bones held underwater
Motionless
And eyes recording a day's passage
greenstorm: (Default)
What if I'm happy?
The question has been coming to me for ten years
A quarter of my life
In moments:

In a truck, alone, a hundred kilometers from any people
Bear tracks outside the window
And about to shoulder a heavy pack

In the rain and wind
Fighting with a tarp
Pigs playing tug-o-war on the other side
As I race coming snow

In sunshine
Blisters on my hands
Eyes stinging with sweat
Only half the garden dug
And baby plants busting out of their pots with impatience

In darkness
So cold the walls are chilly
And skin freezes to the windows
Only the heartbeat glow of the woodstove
Glimmering in the dark

Immobile
Held by two cats and gravity
Tracing by eye
With the luxury of time and love,
Every white and tawny hair

Held transfixed
By three cups
Blue and blue and blue
Against a blue wall
Each anchoring a long curved shadow

And so often lying alone
Sunlight through the window
Or rain on the roof
Small sounds outside
The ceiling an architecture of light

What if it's not about doing everything right?
What if it's not entrapping some human into collaboration?
What if it's not knowing I'll be safe?
What if it's not knowing it will last?
What if I'm just happy
In this little pause between moments?

If I'm just happy
What do I do now?

Profile

greenstorm: (Default)
greenstorm

June 2025

S M T W T F S
1234567
891011121314
1516171819 20 21
22 2324 25262728
2930     

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 3rd, 2025 09:24 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios