Today’s ReVerse poem is an interesting mix. It speaks to me of the spark of spirituality the resides at my core. That spark has seen many iterations in the 67 years I’ve spent seeking, not seeking, devoted, zealous, indifferent, terrified, enraptured, feeling small, so very small.
She called me home a few years ago, to a tiny house in the woods surrounded by mountains, woodland creatures, seasons, life, death, all of it, life cycling around me in a green blur.
I didn’t like it at first, letting go of decades of dust collecting trinkets and treasures that I thought I needed, that I thought defined me, that I thought gave me meaning. Turns out it was all rubbish. Turns out, all I needed was to come home to the Mother who birthed me and has sustained me all these years…who loved me enough to let me fly knowing I’d return one day. Full circle to my Mother the Earth. I see you…I feel you…I am…you. 💚
ReVerse Poem - 30 July 2023
history can’t repeat itself
taking care what matters
i am part of it all
i’ll hold you at the brink
sunset after the storm
in harmony with the
whispers to fledgling ears
~kat
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time.
like mercury colliding... 