Where I Stand

Rain fell, sometimes it falls, and can have fallen, when?
in the early morning darkness. My scattered keepsakes, my reminders were reached for in the first few drops

of the need for morning to be morning

and for spring to be spring, regardless of the hour
Sky and Earth, one wide undivided shadow with barest form,

a cloud slowly burst, giving song, in a slow

steady rise of sound following the gush of raindrops.
The earth murmuring, the earth murmuring,
quickly came, and then? and rested.
The clouds were guessed to be thin, was it the wish it was.
Now and then sunlight peeks through a blue lake,

pooled up on the grey landscape of sky

where I stand.

Evolving proposition of Four

_the taming power of the great_

Look at a person,what you should be seeing

is a thread of uncommon metal

being pulled from a forge

a spell is more easily broken than cast, a life

more easily shattered,

than being seen for what it is.

I do ask this of you,

Seek a pathway deep into the forest, given signs,

when a hallowed clearing is found and a tree

whose leaves carry a spectral light

where the whole air is given to music.

Take one breath, seal it in folds of your cloak.

Return with this one human detail

deciphered from an olden script

worthy of remembrance, brought by you to our feet

in the name of the most high.

We may not have words to explain the common knowing

that when your name was spoken

we could see the uncommon tone of color on her cheek.

Evolving proposition of Four

_a small exceeding_

Dwell on this choice even for the flash of an instance

and no longer will it be yours to make.

Forget the world of companions,

who would come near you

reeling and dancing while dragging a comforting corpse.

They can see the hand that shook by your heels,brought to your feet,

this time, who would not be afraid?

of the keepsake you have, of looking down

and really seeing them for the first time.

One thing you needed

because you could not live without it

another because once you'd found it

you could not let it go.

Stay to long,you'll get the beating you deserve,

helpless to return anything but a deep glance.

The choice had been between water and love's fire.

Everyone knows you cannot drink fire, not even a sip.

Swallowing a fatal dose of majesty,

you speak the the invisible laugh and silent knowing reach of space.

Evolving proposition of Four

_Providing-For_

Today I may choose a leaf and a smooth stone to be among the objects

which will go with me when we visit water,

Just the perfect number that can easily be carried

curled in one arm and my free hand.

The reason for coming had not been forgotten,

what an odd way to make tea.

There are things to ready,direction noted,incense set out,

take care when you arrange the seats, one doubt,

the guests will vanish,the favored moment

when the fog rises reaching for the morning sun wasted.

You can forget the little picture that would only fade

once captured by the mind.

We are playing. The leaves float away,

the stones color renewed,

we are face to face and the water is pleased.