Slipping Tethers

One of the works of art I grew up with.
Rostam and his horse Rakhsh,
 fighting a dragon.

SLIPPING TETHERS

I was alone

Or so I thought

Looking around

At what God wrought

I realized alone

I am not

Each day

Alters my life

In a different way

As I sit

And reverently pray

I begin to see

The connections

In a new way

The signs of love

Were all around

This I could not see

With eyes

Inwardly bound

Fro most of life

I’ve been alone

A plight

I didst bemoan

Searching for another

My life did roam

Thinking elsewhere

I would find home

All along

I did not see

That truly

You were there

With me

Each night

As I fall in sleep

A watch over me

Do You keep

When I walk

Through trees and forest

Ti's a time towards You

I feel closest

Ti's You I see

In every face

And I begin to gleam

My place

Or so it would seem

The earthly thoughts

Now but a trace

My heart beats faster

These days going by

As great changes

Ahead I spy

The earthly tethers

Holding me down

Are slipping

And one by one,

Falling down

I raise my head

And my gaze redirect

Towards the everlasting

That I did neglect

And with a new understanding

Am I aware

And taking a step

Do I dare

-Shiidon, April 2012

I was reflecting on the subject of solitude, loneliness and our search to be with others.  I remember a few years ago realizing that I was "waiting" for the right time to do things.  For example, I was waiting to see the opera until I had someone to share it with.  I was waiting on this or that.  Well, I decided to live and not wait.  Wait?  Wait for what?  So, I use the good china, I cook meals even thought its just me.  I have been going to the Opera.  This past week I saw Turandot which was amazing.  It was set in China (yay) with a Persian prince (yay) who is killed right away (booh).  Anyway it was great.

My meditations took me to new thoughts recently.  I have people all around all week, I have people I interact with online and in person from time to time.  What is new to me is the understanding that while I may have no one around me I am always surrounded by the knowledge of the love of God.  So that is the inspiration for the poem.

On a side note, changes are happening.  My parents have now officially moved to California for their next adventure.  Their apartment will be ready in a week and they ware close to family.  I will hopefully fly out there soon (maybe in the middle of the hot summer here) to see them.  I know that they will miss Ruidoso after twenty years there but now they are not mostly isolated on a mountain top.