Bliss
I've been praying to the rocks
and sun and salt
and redwood trees
of the beautiful North Coast since it first took my breath away.
Today. I rediscovered my love for
this place.
I surrendered long ago to the birds and words, whispered to me on the beach near Trinidad where I'd feel my dad.
I cried in coffee shops over freshly made scones as I
woke early and then drove
to
learn to
become a teacher to my beloved
country kids in Fortuna.
I listened as my colleague-turned-friend mourned the loss of them,
her parents in Nashville,
who she'd never see again
because in June they died
suddenly
and she left me in charge
and I thrived
and she was proud of me (though today, for some unknown reason, we don't speak).
Her presence comforted me. Then.
I let life lead
as it circled and swayed
and bent and brought
old friends back
and made new ones real.
So it is... today
in the beauty
I embraced my blood,
thick that runs
red, and
as brilliant as the brightest thread.
I love this place
which has held
my hand
and caressed my heart
through many endings and new starts.
So it is... today.
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