the still surface on the well of grief
to the place we cannot breathe
the secret water, cold and clear,
the small round coins
thrown by those who wished for something else.
from Where Many Rivers Meet
©2007 Many Rivers Press
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was yourself.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit, Feast on your life.
Heart centered spiritual consultant and advisor Allen L Roland can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org Allen is also a lecturer and writer who shares a weekly political and social commentary on his web log and website allenroland.com. He is also featured columnist on Veterans Today and guest hosts a monthly national radio show TRUTHTALK on www.conscioustalk.net