You sit by me, Waiting
Patiently
*
I thought I might move Over,
make some Space
between us
*
Who are you?
sitting beside me
the Field before us
Empty
*
Are you here to Gather
as I am,
Reassemble
the bits and pieces
which, in the Frenzy
of everyday, get dispersed?
Or are you here to remind me
of what I mustn’t lose?
*
That in truth
there is nothing more to Fear
*
There is nothing to be lost
Dear Nancy, know that I believe you, especially you, but I am in no way there yet, I bow to your understanding and above all to what has brought you there. Thank you.
Another beauty!
When you gather, I gather. When you reassemble, I reassemble. When you let go and breathe the fresh air realizing it’s always been there and allow yourself to be, I am – always with you.
Merci Ignacio!
A title that evokes the mundane for a poem about the metaphysical state of being. Thank you for the reminder that we all need to spend more time there xoxo
Nailed it! Gorgeous stuff, Kiki. Keep up the great work.
So good!
My Ty.
I love your description of the frenzy of everyday. How comforting it is to gather oneself together in the company of another…..
so lovely, thank you Kiki