sea glass
we talked
just the other day
about our public writing spaces
and how they relate
to us, and reflect our
soul
our place in this universe
our way of being
and if it really even
matters
(does it?)
and you said
you felt like your
chosen name
was fitting
that your rough edges
were a part
of your definition
But let me tell you
that I don’t see you
like that
have never seen you that
way.
no, my sweet
to me you have always been smoothness
and rounded corners
like a smooth grey
wishing stone
heavy and warm
in my hand
and that no matter
what life has throws at you
(and it’s thrown you some crazy shit)
you absorb what you need to
and gently discard what does not serve
and that your compassion for others
is only matched by the
exquisite compassion you reserve
for yourself
no jagged edges in your aura
dear one
you are a rainbow
of sea glass
bits of azure, garnet,
cobalt, aquamarine
translucent glass and fine bone china
and the bits that were smoothed off
when you crashed through your ocean home
were only hiding
your true purpose
your complete grace
your beautiful soul
thank you for
being willing to break
in order to become.
All the lines beautiful but these especially so…
“thank you for
being willing to break
in order to become.”
Comment by Janet — 04.30.09 @ 3:57:11
Thank you so much, love. The way you view me touches me in a thousand immeasurable ways, and the tenderness with with you hold that image is pure soul balm.
P.S.
Janet, that was my favorite line, too.
Comment by janehatesdick — 04.30.09 @ 4:19:19
love the last line too.
Befittingly beautiful poem. xo
Comment by janis — 04.30.09 @ 6:11:52
and how is it that your words and her words and all your words fill my heart to overflowing?
i love the love of you two.
xoxo
Comment by MereMortal — 04.30.09 @ 11:43:11