Another ending delivers me back
Into the wide open field of liminal space
A silence of unknowing
A fullness of emptiness
that denies my bearings
And invites a new listening through rest
But worry crawls out of hiding
Seeps into my body
Disturbs my mind
As fear swarms and stings
Bringing me, once again
To my knees
Questions scream their impatient pleas
Please talk to me
Please
I can bear it no more
I’m harried, I’m weary
I’m out of fight
So I hold them
As they invade my heart
Imposing the gross
To drown out the subtle
In an attempt to restore
Their idea of safe, solid ground
I’m harried, I’m weary
I'm out of fight
So I reach for the only true prayer I have
Help
Help
Help
Within minutes you came
Perched on the door
As if knocking to be let in
Regal in your poise
Patient in your presence
Generous in your gift
Gently affirming
“this is your true path
It is all part of the way
And you are never alone”
You let me capture the moment
Lest I forget
That I am magically held
And lovingly seen
The pleas of my voice
Will always be heard
Hands in prayer, bowed in thanks
You took to wing and flew away
But I will remember.
9th Oct
Ahh that blessed little dragonfly. xx