Posted in Thinking out loud

Look up…

I come into the peace of wild thingswho do not tax their lives with forethought of grief.
-― Wendell Berry, The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry

When you feel like
you’ve lost your way
and glib answers
just don’t cut it.

When you’ve almost entirely forgotten
who you are,
when darkness thickens,
and light is barely visible,
and all you want to do
is lie down
and let your emotions
run through you
and out of you
to sink into the long grass
of despair…

When all around you
are voices,
empty harrowing voices
making way too much noise,
distracting you from your inner silence
and the beauty
that you have come to know so well!

Look up my darling,
stare through the windows
to the sky,
see how the leaves glisten
and honey bees gather unperturbed…

Look up and you won’t notice
how frail your earthly form
has become,
how much a dim world has hurt you…

Just absorb the silence,
let butterflies remind you
to breathe in
the gentle fragrance
of earth again
as their pale yellow impressions
dance in the cool of the day…

Listen closely to the buzzing of bees
bringing you back
from the abyss
and welcoming you into the peace
of this magical world,

The cacophony of voices will fade
into oblivion
and vibrations of kindness will return
you once again
to the wonder of wild things…



I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

2 thoughts on “Look up…

  1. A difficult thing to do, what you’ve chosen to write about here. So many ways to fall off the path, say something less than full. But you’ve done well I think and I both acknowledge and thank you for these rightly threaded lines.

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