April 23, 2014 Between Eclipses, Cardinal Cross


Between Eclipses, between the Old Life and the New.
The rapids we descend on our way to the pool,
The waterfall on our way down.
Just another day with a crack in it,
like a favorite mug you know won’t last much longer.

Isn’t it amazing what can be born,
how birth hovers like a halo around the dead.

The leaves and dry grass of yesterday pushed aside and crumbling into dirt
as seedlings spring up.

We won’t be here for long, but don’t expect any of this to disappear,
as color burns more brightly, as the blood fades from the cheek,
what lives and dies now, it’s not a circle,
a spiral comes closer…
moving out, moving ahead, motion, and light, that spark of hope that knows despair so very well, that sleeps with hopelessness on it’s pillow, that comes close, whispers a story and the story springs to life, not all in a day, but on a day we begin, as any other, good morning, good afternoon.

Love YOU!!!



~How Much Happens in a Day


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2 Responses to April 23, 2014 Between Eclipses, Cardinal Cross

  1. Tam says:

    Thanks for the link to the poems Wang Wei was my favorite. A poem as a gift in return from my 12th house Mercury:

    “I live my life in growing orbits
    which move out over the things of the world.
    Perhaps I can never achieve the last,
    but that will be my attempt.

    I am circling around God, around the ancient tower,
    and I have been circling for a thousand years,
    and I still don’t know if I am a falcon, or a storm
    or a great song.”

    Rainer Maria Rilke

    • o_lightning says:

      Hey Tam!

      You are so welcome!
      I love that Rilke, thank you! He is such a soul mate to me. I started reading him at 14, and never stopped. What a poet! xo

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