A poem by Susan Glickman One Hand Clapping Some questions have no answers. These are the ones we must ask. How finds the way. Why builds the road. One travels light in darkness; Two, both lighter and darker. We are what the light makes when it stops moving.
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Today I am sharing a tanka written by the Heian-era Japanese female poet Izumi Shikibu around the year 1000. Stay well beautiful readers. Although the wind blows terribly here, moonlight also leaks between the roof planks of this ruined house.
Love Like That
“And still, after all this time,
the Sun has never said to the Earth,
“You owe me.”
Look what happens with love like that.
It lights up the sky.” –Rumi
on wintry thin ice
trying to gain traction.
Bright pink running shoes
chasing from shadows.
Strategically placed lamp posts
circles of light
Islands of safety
Bursts of fuchsia speed
pump technically clothed knees and arms.
Breath catches and releases.
Heart races faster
than rose clad feet.
stretch to touch,
Feet land and ricochet,
bound into next step
straining on slippery surface.
As door closes behind,
warmth of home
wraps me in a hug of familiarity.
collapse on shelf.
and are forgotten,
for the moment.
Milky way overflowed last night
spilling alabaster light into my life
Currents of ancient knowledge and history
flowed past my bedroom door
Gleefully I immersed myself in opalescent energy
shedding itself from borders of the galaxy
Ursa Major dipped low
growling amiably while helping me indulge
Angels hovered on the sidelines
excited as they watched events unfold
Aristotle, Pythagoras, Socrates and Galileo
mathematicians, scientists, mystics and priests
splashing images of their ideas and philosophies as they went
rushing to escape their positions
I gulped and reveled in the shower of their wisdom
thriving in the unexpected arrival of this celestial accident
Sagittarius arched and bowed
amongst interstellar dust
I curtsied and giggled
at his chivalrous behaviour
As the star cluster
radiated and rotated
tried to right itself
the magnitude of my aura
one with the universe
Dazed by the multitude of power
the flow of spirit
I slowly fell back
and remained prone
An orange hued giant star
floated back to the sky
as dawn approached
Galactic particles sprinkled on me
throughout the morning
tickling my thoughts
making me smile
(image credit: anna marie jagodzinska)
sleek veil slowly lifts
bright light streams in
optimistic future comes into view
complications tumble aside
meaningful words are felt
healing music is heard
with gust of bad news
silky shroud falls
flutters across face
finest fabric weighs heavy
attempt to avoid destruction
necessary filter carries great value