The sun said goodbye and darkness descended like fog, millions of arms reaching and expanding, veiling the vast and enslaved worlds within my numbed flesh;
Paved grooves of tortured thought, gnarled and mired superhighways winding and winding toward my pounding head – upon them fear bound caravans blindly rushed.
This body ached with every uncertain step, this life yearned to fly to better choices, to a braver host; I choked from the hold of so many polluted and tangled ethers.
Did I once have wings – I stomped the ground, I screamed to the half moon that shivered in the dark sky…did the sun ever shine, did it spray glorious colors across my mortal feathers?
Then a moment fell upon me, a moment full of striking clarity, and I could hear a faint tapping at my mind – a choice I’d always had; if only for a little while, I could decide to just shut up, to let my desperate thoughts go and let light in.
And I did! I saw many forms of brilliantly dancing light – I saw purple and blue, pink and green; even orange, purple, and yellow…dancing, spinning…up, around – sensuously flying in the wind!
I was and still am this largely imperfect and well-intentioned man, overwhelmingly conflicted and easily confounded – innocent and wise – brave and cowardly – sinful and angelic –
But in spite of this swirling mass of imperfection, I allowed silent grace inside; new life sprung upon the vast worlds within – dawn broke through and colors were set free to love and play like a healing tonic…an uncontrolled yet seemingly orchestrated frolic.
Rick Garrett © 2013