Carrie asks:
What do you see yourself embracing with all your heart in the coming days and years?
I Give Myself to This
Song by Carrie Newcomer
Light pools like spilled water on the floorCold air slips like silk beneath the doorThe sky feels like a grey wool capPulled down round my ears that near
All the ridge is lined with stands of beechAt the tops they’re swaying quietlySo elegant and raw without their leavesAll of these I see
I catch a memory a scent another short glimpseLike someone leaned over and gave my forehead a kissI give myself to this
There’s a hidden spring back where it’s hard to findSomeone used it years ago to make moonshineThis forest has a different sense of timeThan yours or mine
I catch a memory a scent another short glimpseLike someone leaned over and gave my forehead a kissI give myself to this
There’s a soil horizonLayers beneath the treesA sign of outward graceUnraveling
One bird sits and sings an aching songOne turning leaf, ten circles on the pondTwo careful does wait silently beyondThen they’re gone they’re gone
I catch a memory a scent another short glimpseLike someone leaned over and gave my forehead a kissI give myself to this