I thought it was grief
Sadness
It felt so heavy
Important
I sat with it for awhile
Beneath morning stars
Salt water
Began to trickle
Such was the pressure building
This weight in my chest
Crushing
My heart flipped behind my ribs
a landed fish
trying to make sense of oxygen
From out in the yard
On the Shala deck
I stared back at my house
And thought
It is so beautiful
We designed this home
And built it from the ground up
When we had barely anything
But the harder we worked
The more luck showed up to find us
And further
I thought of our sons
Their children
Beginning now to come
And provide us with little humans
So precious
So special
To love
And the crushing grew enormous
But I saw that it wasn’t something
That sat on me
Instead gravity was reversed
Turned inside out
Sucking me into the vast darkness and sparkles of night
Gratitude
Isn’t light
It isn’t daily affirmations scratched on a page
Token smiles to light the way
Instead it is the sorrow of all that you took for granted before
It is the doctors kind smile
As he closes the door
And sits
To explain a diagnosis
The angels hand
That tugs you back to your purpose
Hauling you out of preoccupied foible ridden
distraction driven
quicksand we descend into
on a daily basis
You look back and wonder
Why didn’t I see it all then
before the end?
That weight right there
That weight of realisation
is so enormous
you can barely stand
So you sink to your knees
But you’re smiling again
Inexplicably
Because there is still time
Hear me?
There is still time.
So
In the worst moments
When others look askance
At your grin
And the weird energy
You emit
You’re all lit up within
“Why are you muttering Thankyou
for this?“
They may think
But they can’t see it
Only you can
Because gratitude
Is understanding
On a cellular level
That the harder life becomes
The more the human breaks
The deeper the revelation
The greater the clarity
And all that spinning
granular rotation
Is simply
The diamond cutter
attending to his polishing
Have a blessed day X

🤗🥲🥰
You written a ripler, Kate
~
life’s subtle grace notes
opalised revelations
rare reality
~
Thanks, as ever,
DD
I’m just the pond the stone plunks into DD happy if the ripples reach your side 🌊
a humble vessel
who cares if a potter’s tremble
helped form my voice
Ahhh nice 🫶
Beautiful and perfect. Thank you.
Thankyou Martha 🙏❣️
You too Kate. Have a blessed day. The poem is so beautiful. Thank you so much. Xo
❤️thanks Selma
Lovely work. 🤗
what a wonderful poem and a gorgeous conclusion: that metaphor of the diamond cutter —
Thanks John