Pause

Wind bristles lime tree

Sun temporarily absent

Summer heat on pause

Pause

Write think type 

Cycle words

What's next?

Barrell rotate

Spin the truth

With language 

The Friend who sat by Rivers

 

I think of you sat by the edge of a river

Many times, whole days spent

With the way the water flowed

That easy posture

Sat on rivers bend

Bare back against tree trunk

Knowing one another’s strength

 

 

Your weight alive with the earth of the bank

Your mind, who knows?

Beautifully still

Beautifully full

Thoughts at war, fast and whirring

Were you sat bearing too much reality?

Or instead did your thoughts fade

The poles of pairs parting

Sitting with water in the gaps of time

Heart swimming

 

 

What would you have made of me now

And the waterfall of my mind/heart combination

Had we the chance to continue

knowing one another by our slower thoughts

The chance to change together

Like the water

Flowing on and on until the sea

Maybe, maybe we all end in the sea, eventually

 

And did you look up ever?

Skin on bark at the river bend

Looking upon the dendritic patterns

Of the branches above, onto the spiral galaxies beyond

Up, yes and also I imagine your gaze went soil down

Considering connectivity and a single source

Sensing symbiosis and the eternal song

A thinking with the planet about the planets

On a river bank meditating on the ways you were loved

Cultivating a felt sense of that love as a true possession

 

 

It is those dendritic patterns again

Tributaries of singing water

Surging through your family and friends

Beyond Kin and tribe

To an open handed

Open hearted

Field of wonder

Abiding in the perpetual flowerings of loss and love

Tender shoots of healing

And so many tones of beauty.

Sat sitting

 

Arriving in the Garden

Ask a painting for the answer

 

A dandelion for a piece of time

 

Place a fig in her eye line

 

let the juice sweeten your heart.

 

See the blossom of a sour cherry

 

A subtle radiance of white

 

Smell the blossom of the apple

in a pause transported

 

Here.

 

See the tree, its branches shape a

 

Diamond

 

Ask a diamond for its answers

 

As you press the compost

 

in soil scent

 

Let its imprint

 

make you still.

 

Make you grateful

Meeting for worship

Today I got swept up in hysteria 

and goodness

I couldn’t stop crying

The tears were not only my own

Such tears felt cleansing

Today I got swept up in all the emotion

And felt a beautiful freedom

No longer in my emotion only

It was that same love at solitude 

and in nature

bursting from my centre

And it was peace hovering 

over and beyond my sense of self

 

Today in church

Group think became irresistible, 

my uniqueness gorgeous

And I surrendered my critical mind

Surrendered my defences

I was vulnerable

And then came joy

Sweet joy and strength

I sang the words of old songs

And they didn’t get stuck

I danced in the aisle 

and my body was exorcised

 

Later I didn’t fumble over the liturgy

Each word a drum

Pounding life into the flesh of my heart

Whilst singing praise I had new thoughts 

Thoughts that led me into laughter

Those Eureka moments of Hosanna 

were gentle lessons

Lessons in scale that I cannot slide 

into worded meaning

I heard the words of someone at the front

And their power was gentle

It was a subversive power

And it wasn’t theirs

I let it in

I was afraid

I am suggestable, porous, in process

I let the power in

It went deeper

 

Today

Once again I am less sure

Less sure of myself and my stories

I have circled in 

and out of madness for a decade

Trust abandons me sometimes

I am more trusting

Things are serious 

I have no choice but be a fool

Act justly

Love mercy

Walk humbly

Water words forming as honey on my lips.

 

I was wordless for while

These are my words.