The woman who feels everything,
knows the name of her pain,
the source of her gains
and certainly how to carry rain.
To see her too,
like the desert waiting,
or like a flower blooming,
for tomorrow praying,
but today dreaming
knowing what she feels is daring,
but grateful still for this wild blessings.
May I never forget what the moon, the stars and sun know.
The past few days, weeks and months have been full of wild blessings. Full with the knowledge too that that surest failure as Lucille Clifton, once noted, is the unattempted walk. My June and July was full of impossible journeys, one where the news of 2/3 of my attempts at walking, has landed me in space full of blessing that can only be described as wild. I still don’t know the outcomes but I wanted to take the time to thank the one who leads me. When he said that even if I pass through waters he would be with me, I believed him. Not even all the troubles I encountered overwhelmed me. Fire didn’t burn me and trials did not hurt me. It’s for this reason I say thank you for bringing me safe this far. As for tomorrow, I don’t know what it holds but for today, I agree with the moon, the stars and the sun.