Forever Entranced

 

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I could write an elegy

for all we have lost,
and are still losing,

and yet,

I remember that night

the snow was so thick,

driving through the forest,

when I saw the trees
with awakened eyes,

luminous Presences,

leaning over the road,

radiant, watchful ,
protective,
shimmering,

in a way

I had never seen them

before.

The earth is a lament,
these days,

for all we have lost,

and are still losing.

And yet, the sun is out

this morning,

the world is shining;

the beach will be beautiful

when I get there,

the sea-grass coated in frost,

surfers whooping in joy,

not deterred by the cold,

as they seek out

that elusive perfect wave.

It occurs to me

that one day,

it will be today

someone will be lamenting

as a golden time that's passed,

when I am no longer here

to hold the losses in my heart,

no longer here

to beam my grateful
 - heart-full -
glance,

bound here by the beauty

that keeps me so
entranced.

for earthweal: SOLSTICE (Nadirs and Zeniths)