Sunday, July 4, 2010

This Dream

A young boy said:
This feather is for you but don't take it home.
He couldn't remember my name but I think he knew me.
When he smiled, I could see myself and my heart cracked.

A song, it goes,
Tell me one more time
why you went away...
And another one:
I want to tell you
how much
I love you...

A dad who died when I was 19
and in my dreams I search,
beating on doors,
weeping when I find him.
Please never leave!

One time I sat in the sun and closed my eyes.
Down the cliff below, ocean waves lapped on the shore.
I closed my eyes and Christ came. He was big,
and his heart opened in a thousand rays of light.
I walked in. He held me.

I'd like to never walk out,
but I do sometimes.
When I forget who I am,
when darkness overwhelms me,
when I don't feel strong or brave or kind.

Somehow, it's about the marriage between heaven and earth,
the divine and the human.
It all returns to love,
it all returns to love.
I am remembering.

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