Meditation


Come with me to this place
I visit often, hidden behind an eyelash;
where it is Easter all the time and
rebirth is not a sometime thing; where
gods cavort in joyous abandon.
        Come, we dance. . . .                       

Today the world stood still. In the
bright afternoon sun I saw a butterfly
dart into a spider's web woven between
the power lines and lift it up and carry
it with him.

In the silence I heard the question.

How heavy is a spider's web on a butterfly's wing?

Since everything is balanced,
the question is proportional.
A friend said to me, 'only you had eyes to see it.'
Does the world stand still for you? Ever?

10 responses to “Meditation”

  1. Congratulations! This looks just fine, very professional and efficient. I’m sure there will be many wonderful comments to come. Thanks for the opportunity of being first. Well, you’re ready to be off and running, I’ll be following with interest….JHH

  2. Love it!! I am really proud of you Gram! This might be one of my favorite poems you have done so far. I cannot wait for some more good stuff on here! Love you, Jes.

  3. Love it!! I am really proud of you Gram! This might be one of my favorite poems you have done so far. I cannot wait for some more good stuff on here! Love you, Jes.

  4. Yes, I’ve seen the world stand still – and heard the butterfly sing. I look forward to following you on your journey.

  5. V, what a great poem, wish I’d written that! GLuckw/your new blog page. LooksWonderful, Love, Connie w/Heart.

  6. As Ben said to me last week…”We all have the eyes to see…some of us are just not focused” The two of you seem to share a similar message… Thank God we have ears and we are choosing to listen……Thank you for the beauty of this poem…for the insight…We are blessed to have you speaking into our lives (speaking for mom here)…& I am Blessed to call you Aunt Vera!!!!

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