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!
