Karma Dancing With Shadows
This corner of the world is mine where I come to write, claim my independence, feel, think and write what's on my mind in the hopes that sharing experiences of being the daughter of a Narcissist can help others who are dealing with and overcoming the obstacles to regaining true emotional freedom.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
At the End of the Day
A day tumbles out of the hidden moon
and goes back into the shouting sun.
I slow dance with life's big questions,
ponder the minuteness of this world
in all its immensity.
Perceptions undergo a sea change
and ripen to its mysteries.
I waltz to the very edge right
before falling, finally grasping
within fingertip reach, every reason
to believe that our purpose
for this moment is not regretful
yesterdays nor futures promised.
I've reached bedrock where bottom
has fallen; where powder-dust
fingerprints are all over-
where deserts are dry as barren
soil and slick as hillsides of mud.
But in the desert I can see far
and wide a mirage that blows
into the four corners of the earth;
prisms of time trapped in a endless
swirl.
Tomorrow the moon will again
slowly open like an eye, widening.
It will illuminate darkness
before it slowly closes again.
and the starry patchwork
of constellations will turn,
twinkling in the solar wind.
-karma
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Dancing with Shadows

- Karma
- a mix of 'tude...fortitude, solitude and attitude. I have an unhealthy addiction to intelligent, free-thinkers, red vine licorice, vitamin water, raw carrots and sitting on my back porch with a good book becoming one with nature
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