dance #213, moon-struck poem for a damselfly

Tuesday July 21, 2009

Moon-struck poem for a damselfly

Mid-afternoon. Standing in the kitchen at Prajna reading a poem by a friend sent to me by email.  Reading and rereading, I stand over the computer screen. Warmth surges upward. My heart swells and opens. The dance is this rising with these warm words. I sleep inside tonight, abandoning my tent to the rains that have finally arrived.

~ by nmyers on July 23, 2009.