Tuesday, September 29
Shadow

feast days of the heart

IMG_6835the gentle coasting of a blue dragonfly, and
this, the pulsing peace of a quiet afternoon,
Bach on the radio, dinner simmering
on the stove of my tranquility, my day
chasing night, my night chasing day,
rhythms caressing my face, love-bites
on the leg of my being, heart beating
at one with the ocean sighs and
only gratitude for the gift of life,
no more scandalized by the news of
death, baptism into heaven, whatever
that may be, but the reports center on
Kiev, Syria, Palestine, Afghanistan -
easy to foment flash-points for horror

easier to forget just how sweet it is
to breath with the sun and grow
with the cypress bending by the shore,
obeisance to the seas and sky and
living on the edge of Eternity: time to
give it up, give up strife for Lent, only
celebrate resurrections with steaming
sweet greens, scented with onion,
over shared bowls of rice, knowing the
ground of being* is a feast-day of the heart
stirred by the breeze of Spirit winging

- Jamie Dedes

* "being" as in Tillich's third role of being: Christ manifesting as the "New Being," the acutalization of the work of the Holy Spirit (as I understand it and I'm not a student of theology or divinity except in a most casual auto-didactic sense).

... and thus begins Lent.  Today is Ash Wednesday. Wishing you all the joys and blessings of this season.  Love, Jamie

This poem is excerpted from Issue 4 of The BeZine, a publication of Bequine Again and The Bardo Group

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© 2014 poem, 2015, photograph, Jamie Dedes (The Poet by Day), All rights reserved

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