Yes
You can take away my last wrapping
That I am lain unclothed, on that unwilling baptism
Behoven to the whim of mankind’s mercy
Or 
Whether chance shall triumph 
Playing her arched long game in red taffeta
Or
The turn of weather vein encompassed betwixt fate
For surely
It rains where rain is least required
As once verdant lands, feathery and skeletal in need 
Their leathered thirst a distant drum beat
We may rend our chests in trying to reconcile
What seems without mercy
As the seeds dry before they reach
Nourishment
As the sun turns away from its hungered crop
As a girl is dragged off, just for showing the ragged hem of her ankle
We who comprise of water and salt
Sweeten nothing if spent in pursuit of filched agrandisement
Forgetful of those who once were brothers, sisters
Pausing toil to climb the jagged mountain
Sharing water beneath wide branched tree
Who has seen the come and go of little things like ourselves
Heard the speeches and secret vanities whispered into night air on polinated breath
Whose roots alone dwarf our fidgety pretention
All at once magnifying
The worth of an honest man, a kind neighbor
The brilliance of a blue throated starling
As language most timeless can be found in the grateful eyes of a stranger
Taking the long road together, as water shall run
Again in dry river beds
And show us our rightful way

0 Replies to “The way”

  1. “all at once magnifying…”
    That feels like the fulcrum that balances us (hope) when suddenly the little joys become everything to us….where we all at once see more deeply, or rather feel more deeply, the grandness beyond pain and suffering. I pray you’re feeling such hope, Candice, and that you’re improving. You remain in my thoughts. πŸ’•

          1. I wrote a little about it today on WP which gives you the ‘skinny’ the rest you more or less know, but I’m hanging in there, trying to claw my way back! πŸ™‚ xo thank you for your kindness, right now it means so much to me.

  2. Beautiful as always Candice.. Its been a while since I saw an update in my reader, so delighted to come across this one this evening Candice..
    ” All at once magnifying
    The worth of an honest man, a kind neighbor
    The brilliance of a blue throated starling
    As language most timeless can be found in the grateful eyes of a stranger”
    May we each seek out honesty, and be kind to our neighbours, and may we always find beauty in nature.. And oh, how welcome it would be, if we were all not strangers..
    Sending you love my friend.. and I must seem like a stranger to you after what seems like such a long while.
    Love Sue <3 xx

  3. Raw power on in every word, but I liked this words a lot: “Playing her arched long game in red taffeta
    Or
    The turn of weather vein encompassed betwixt fate
    For surely
    It rains where rain is least required”

    1. If there is any depth and you see it, I must be on the right path as I see you as a man who understands such things at a very profound level. You can poo-poo that but it’s how I see you my friend. My latest post touches on the WHY for this depth, nothing like a life-altering experience to shake your world, fortunately some of that experience can be turned to positive by way of insight xo

      1. You certainly are on the right path. On The Way as it is called in the East. I sense life is seldom gentle with you, and yet it gives to you a depth of feelings that through your words you give back so much to a thirsty world of readers… as I read you latest posts I know you sense it too, as if Yeats is reaching out through you asking again β€œ what rough beast slouches towards Bethlehem to be born”? xox

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