Rendering

 

When you thought you had arrived

finally

 

at the clear-eyed acceptance

of loss,

 

a breeze rocks the heavy 

fruit,

and quivering,

 

you remain. 

 

But even in fear you are

marvelous,

bursting with light,

holding a perfect reflection 

of the world that holds you

and yet,

still,

 

you remain. 

 

Let the wind blow,

for you travel always within a generous 

storm, unwinding as the 

universe 

within you.

Each spinning bond shivers with light,

the same that holds planets

and forests

and particles, 

soaking all things in a ruthless 

and inescapable 

love.

 

When you see yourself fall as

this fractaling shower,

an unfolding world complete —

release 

renders

reunion —

 

and as you 

let go,

 

you remain.