A Poem For Irene (Cara)

My life—

Long & short

Hard & full; like walking in snow, barefoot, for too long

Frozen toes on a Star. 

Yearning for the lights that were always pulling me—

Insistent, relentless beckoning 

Dancing as fast as I could; only joyfully,

Uninhibited, I could feel the Spirit Wind, a whimsical

Feeling; free-like, light & easy & deep downnn, in me, too

Magnificent & bold? Was that me?

Wolves are circling & walls are closing in, 

Help me. 

My anxious, ancient heart beats a syncopated, BOOM. 

BOOM. BOOM. My mind 

Cannot remember my radiance. 

Fade into gold. I am, gold. That’s me! Faaaaade

No more. I am free. My name is Irene & now, I am

More than me. I am free. I Am now, the 

God that always lived—in me!