A companion piece to The Ugly Time
Some lives are leafy limbs
compelling eyes to gaze at them
to acknowledge their convulsive beauty
Naïve in their baseless joy
they reign
a scant and unremembered season
then die
having never truly lived
Some lives are barren limbs
pushing eyes beyond themselves
framing the eternal beauty
in keen, uncanny joy
to a reign
that never ends
They die
and yet they live forever
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And the life of the barren limbs has held onto deep joy despite the lack of worldly beauty. Beauty is void without substance. Thought provoking.
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Yes, they die, yet live forever.. . the substance of my body die and rebirth many times.
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Are you referring to reincarnation, Miriam, or just speaking metaphorically?
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When I had chemo treatment, the drugs literally burnt cell in my body except my soul and spirit. I shred my dead skin more than seven times in six month.
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Wow, incredible.
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Even though I have to live the side effect, I’m thankful that the cancer didn’t return!!
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Ah, I see. You speak from both experience and faith. Powerful truth, Miriam.
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Thank you for a beautiful and reflective piece!
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This is truly moving and lovely… thank you 🙂 Michelle
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Awesome. Love this. Thanks Mitch for sharing it.
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Love how you can be humorous and silly one post and then deeply thoughtful and wise another. Thank you this time for giving me another reason to appreciate (and learn from) the bare branches of winter!
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Thank you, dear Nancy. Missed you at the Writers Meeting. Have a wonderful Christmas and New Year!
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Bare branches against a blue winter sky always put me in mind of antique Lace.
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Beautiful
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