Buoyed by Spring Wind
by Dawn Richerson
Monday, March 27, 2006
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I dreamed you were dying
on the top floor of a tall building,
wrapped in steel and glass,
Though you were surrounded
by hundreds telling you how much
they cared, you felt
very much alone.
A million miles away, more
or less, I shivered in harsh heat of sun
and knew the slicing chill
that cut through you.
I woke up then, but couldn’t
leave you, let you die not remembering,
and so, in heart and mind,
set out to say again
I love you, though perhaps,
this time, not so much with words.
In second sleep, ever more
awake, I grew strong.
Leaping tall buildings and
walking through steel, I came gently,
bearing tears and a wildflower,
bowing at a distance.
And in a moment of miracle,
you lifted with your own weak arms
that veil of separation
and welcomed me.
Though we were not healed
of heartache and hardship, we held
to hope, heard together birdsong
buoyed by spring’s wind.
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|Reviewed by jude forese
|a emotionally deep poem ... separation makes the fall steeper, the propect hope soften its load ...|
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|Once that veil of eternal separation has been lifted, the illusion of despair is banished forever. It only takes one moment to give a lifetime's peace and assurance: THAT'S the mystery of life in the spiritual dimension... and it can happen anytime, anywhere. A compelling and deeply moving write, Dawn. However long and dark the night, the birds will always sing. Poignant and powerful, thank you. Kate xx|
|Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
When someone we love, falls from life, we find ourselves searching for just one more time to tell them we love them and then wondering afterwards, if they knew it.
When 9/11 happened, and everyone realized they had not had the opportunity to tell their loved ones that last time, they began to panic. There was quite a resounding sadness that followed due to that, but a hard and traumatic lesson learned. I know parents and couples, that have began telling their children and spouses, how much and they adore them, quite often, just because we never know what can happen.
Oh we take life for granite way too often.
I'm glad to know your dream ended on a gentle note. Touching and inspiring write.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
This wrends the soul...brings back memories of 9/11 and the heroes that perished saving lives, the firemen and police officers. Beautifully, compassionately penned; thank you.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|This wrenches on so many levels thank God for the finale!
Superb stirring poem Dawn!
|Reviewed by L. Figgins
|Oh Dawn, this has so much meaning to me personally as well as sparking a remembrance of 9/11. In heart and mind we are always
with those we love as it is a living entity and never dies. Beautiful...
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|A deep soul touching piece Dawn!!
|Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)
|This can be a great Hollyood film. I enjoyed the images and the feelings they pass on. A soul-touching poem