Before Eating Lunch

before eating lunch

as the end draws near
she feels relief
that finally what she thought
was true, buried beneath
waves and piles of ‘woe is me’

there is a girl

who still has her feet in the ocean
looking up at hidden stars
in broad daylight
arms outstretched
embracing her immortality
amid strangers on a coastline
before eating lunch
one day in late July

she held onto that
connection
the knowing
through years of storms
and currents that pushed and
pulled on the milky threads
trying to untangle her from
all the greatness and guidance
flowing through her spirit

she opens her eyes and sees once again
the great ships waiting in the horizon
the colorful pebbles beneath her feet
birds circling with wisdom
light surrounding her
lifting the sand from her eyes

revealing her Delighted Essence

just in time


{June 2012}