Down in the valley bottom
The cows ambled in an orderly line returning from milking,
Hugging the field edge.
Evening spring sunshine burst goldenly –
Suddenly – (then faded)
Against the grey distant rainclouds feathering the further hills.
Twin souls shone in the summer, and
All basked in their glimmering goldness.
Did it rain that year? Nobody could say for sure:
Their adoration glowed so brightly
Happiness poured forth, a warm bright sun
Covering everything in the miracle of new love.
It was a marvellous, wondrous, majestic time.
Then early one morning on the cusp of winter
The door banged shut and the house echoed emptily.
She tumbled blindly, cascading, spiralling
Into the deep dark pit
Stripped of appetite, of flesh, of energy.
Desolation and despair engulfing, smothering her,
Their thick heaviness stifling all feelings.
Null and void
She gave up the struggle of grappling with her inner fears
And closed her heart to pain; to love;
And yet too much.
The torture of a broken heart;
Too great a pain, this time, to cover it and walk away;
Too deep a love, too profound the lessons to learn
To ignore it.
Yet not forgotten, not alone:
The miraculous hands of friendship reached out;
Pierced the walls with kindness.
Brick by slow brick they pulled her, lifted her;
Stone by hurtful stone she clambered,
Climbed, scrambled, hands bleeding,
Heart bursting –
Eventually raised her arms, spread her wings
Up and out of the blackness.
It was dazzling out there in the world, in the light,
In the unaccustomed brightness.
But the strength of emotions
Was life coursing richly through her veins:
An awakening; an opening; a rebirth.
Up in the woods on the hills the trees stood black and stark.
An exhilarating icy wild wind
Blew away the remnants of winter.
Through the devastated woods – nature’s clutter
More beautiful than mankind’s –
Yellow bursts of jubilant daffodils shone,
Shouted joyfully against the brown of the earth,
The grey of the sky;
Nodded their heads, “yes, look closely!”
Buds on trees;
The glorious green shoots of spring underfoot;
The colour of the heart opening: a widening door.
Everything in its season. Live life. Fly free. Shine.