Friday, April 29, 2011

a way


















a way

I am not
coming
for now; the five thousand
steps are
too far
and your stones
are pushed down,
buried by sifting, thickened
drifts beyond
my bare foot's reach


another year maybe
clouds
will thin, expand
cast a light
rain along your bounds
so that even this blind
I might find
a way across
again, arrive
alone, alive


~ Heidi Mordhorst 2011
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6 comments:

  1. "your stones
    are pushed down,
    buried by sifting, thickened
    drifts beyond
    my bare foot's reach"

    loved the sensory imagery, Heidi. Have a great weekend, friend.

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  2. finding a way...

    Thank you for this, Heidi. A.

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  3. Choice.
    Strength that emerges out of fear...or reluctance.
    Yes.

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  4. Thanks for sharing this, Heidi. It's beautiful. Reminds us how even through the hardest times in life, we will get through :)

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  5. Lovely. And hopeful! Thanks for this.

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