The way

Yes
You can take away my last wrapping

That I am lain unclothed, on that unwilling baptism

Behoven to the whim of mankind’s mercy

Or 

Whether chance shall triumph 

Playing her arched long game in red taffeta

Or

The turn of weather vein encompassed betwixt fate

For surely

It rains where rain is least required

As once verdant lands, feathery and skeletal in need 

Their leathered thirst a distant drum beat

We may rend our chests in trying to reconcile

What seems without mercy

As the seeds dry before they reach

Nourishment

As the sun turns away from its hungered crop

As a girl is dragged off, just for showing the ragged hem of her ankle

We who comprise of water and salt

Sweeten nothing if spent in pursuit of filched agrandisement

Forgetful of those who once were brothers, sisters

Pausing toil to climb the jagged mountain

Sharing water beneath wide branched tree

Who has seen the come and go of little things like ourselves

Heard the speeches and secret vanities whispered into night air on polinated breath

Whose roots alone dwarf our fidgety pretention

All at once magnifying

The worth of an honest man, a kind neighbor

The brilliance of a blue throated starling

As language most timeless can be found in the grateful eyes of a stranger

Taking the long road together, as water shall run

Again in dry river beds

And show us our rightful way

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37 thoughts on “The way

  1. “all at once magnifying…”
    That feels like the fulcrum that balances us (hope) when suddenly the little joys become everything to us….where we all at once see more deeply, or rather feel more deeply, the grandness beyond pain and suffering. I pray you’re feeling such hope, Candice, and that you’re improving. You remain in my thoughts. 💕

  2. Beautiful as always Candice.. Its been a while since I saw an update in my reader, so delighted to come across this one this evening Candice..
    ” All at once magnifying
    The worth of an honest man, a kind neighbor
    The brilliance of a blue throated starling
    As language most timeless can be found in the grateful eyes of a stranger”

    May we each seek out honesty, and be kind to our neighbours, and may we always find beauty in nature.. And oh, how welcome it would be, if we were all not strangers..

    Sending you love my friend.. and I must seem like a stranger to you after what seems like such a long while.

    Love Sue ❤ xx

  3. Raw power on in every word, but I liked this words a lot: “Playing her arched long game in red taffeta
    Or
    The turn of weather vein encompassed betwixt fate
    For surely
    It rains where rain is least required”

  4. If there is any depth and you see it, I must be on the right path as I see you as a man who understands such things at a very profound level. You can poo-poo that but it’s how I see you my friend. My latest post touches on the WHY for this depth, nothing like a life-altering experience to shake your world, fortunately some of that experience can be turned to positive by way of insight xo

  5. I wrote a little about it today on WP which gives you the ‘skinny’ the rest you more or less know, but I’m hanging in there, trying to claw my way back! 🙂 xo thank you for your kindness, right now it means so much to me.

  6. You certainly are on the right path. On The Way as it is called in the East. I sense life is seldom gentle with you, and yet it gives to you a depth of feelings that through your words you give back so much to a thirsty world of readers… as I read you latest posts I know you sense it too, as if Yeats is reaching out through you asking again “ what rough beast slouches towards Bethlehem to be born”? xox

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