Sunday, April 29, 2012

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.

4 Comments:

Blogger jeff Pringle said...

Nice Shiidon! I like your comments after your poems a lot too. The notion of waiting- for what?- is great. Our life is short. Sometimes I feel most connected with everything when I'm "alone" too. And connectedness is a key to movement, I think. take care my friend-
Jeff Pringle

3:05 PM  
Blogger jeff Pringle said...

Nice stuff Shiidon! I like your comments after your poems a lot too. I love the comment about waiting- for what?- that's great. Life is too short. Sometimes I feel most connected when I'm "alone" too. And being connected is a key to movement I think. Take care my friend,
Jeff Pringle

3:07 PM  
Blogger Aniela said...

I agree with Jeff.
Beautiful poem, Shiidon. You are so loved!!!!

3:24 PM  
Blogger Aniela said...

I agree with dear Jeff. Beautiful poem, Shiidon. LIVE!!!!!
You are so loved!

3:25 PM  

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