Here and the way ahead

I walked here when daylight was still as sweet, as milky
as life’s first feed from the breasts of dream.

My steps were weightless and thus left no visible trail;
yet, strangely, they followed perceptible footprints of forgiveness
and of love and of gratitude - and I recognized each one
of them as my own, paving the way ahead.

Then, I sat;

Here, in the fecund shade of fig trees, touching the awning
of peace woven of olive branches; on the edge of a well -
I can’t see the water in its depths, but I can hear its
sating silence, and I can taste its coolness upon
my thirst;

Here, aware of my breath being one with the air, aware
of this simple, essential serenity that caresses my brow
with the benevolence of anointed fingertips;

Here, where I walked when a dream had just given birth
- and a life, newborn, was imbibing the sweetness, the
milky, pure whiteness of daylight, like a first feed;

Here, from where my steps will take me -
weightless and bare; following each footprint of
forgiveness, of love, and of gratitude that I may
humbly, recognize as my own;

Perceptibly paving the way ahead.

© 2007 Alexandra* ~ OneLight*®