Forest Prayer

for JR

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at the grove’s edge

you meet them all, each one

dripping with hurt, steel eyed

dusted and luminous

 

moss trodden and lichen lipped

you go on, forgiving and seeking forgiveness.

looking back, you see that

none follow and

alone you go,

liminal to the margin

 

at the dipping point

each river-pool clears of its whispering ghosts

your trinkets, tokens, icons of memory

are placed in offering as expiation

 

each gesture a steady movement

each step up the mountain, lighter still

you are deep prayer moving steadily

toward foresight,  toward reclamation, toward flight

 

ascendant

you are golden haired

 

loved by the gods

you are sweet-breathed

 

as friend, father, brother, as joy-bringer

you are seminal and unbound

the wing of forgiveness

lifting toward light

 

 

MChallis © 2015

1 Comment

  1. Jeffrey Renn

    It is not possible to love you more than I do

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