Copperleaf Lane is dancing in white,
like a row of brides,
as they possibly could be
to say, I do.
I drive through the flower strewn pathway
like life is unfolding,
just for the love of me.
I am beloved,
a daughter of graces,
twirling within this beauty,
the world’s abundance falling freely around me.
la dee da dee da
You keep filling my senses,
you keep walking towards me,
that beautiful heart of yours,
within your hands –
the perfect gift
for a girl like me.
Heaven is holding its breath…
TURNING TOWARD HOME
The moment you have spoken the exact words that describe your distance from where you want to be, the moment you have uttered the exact aching dimensionality of your own exile, you have already turned around, faced the other way and taken the first steps on the long awaited journey home…
THE THREE MARRIAGES
Re-imagining Work, Self and Relationship
a small fragile tender wisp
trembling as I hung on the vine
yesterday I was a gust of air
short lived, but not insignificant
full of bone rattling cold and hat disturbing bravado
yesterday I was a large, slow, snow flake
plopping down like a wet goose feather
making the world a magical place
yesterday I was a world made of glass
lying shattered on the floor
hoping to be recycled into a new and useful object
yesterday I was various people
a student, a host, a friend, a lover
feeling my way into the next moment hoping to find a way home
yesterday I stood tall as a tree
proud yet with humble confidence
accepting what winter brought, gently weeping,
embracing this brand new life bringing
here’s the thing…
what’s a girl to do with all this happiness?
what sort of containers can hold this amount of wild joy?
will howling at the moon help disperse it into the world?
or dancing in a beautiful fountain, with you, bring sanity?
what if I shout it proud to everyone I pass on street?
will they clap to hear my good news?
will you wish me happy for every morning and evening?
will you take a train, plane or automobile to see me?
will you hold me & tell me that I’m the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen?
will you love me with all you are for everything I am right now,
and ever will be becoming?
living well is my best revenge
won’t it would be nice to share this happiness?
do wild and crazy things?
come on, everybody,
let’s let joy flow in big puddles all around us,
till we jump like children,
till we swim in the ocean of all this blessed grace