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(Photo credit: This poem was inspired by German artist Thorsten Dittrich‘s piece, Katharsis.  http://www.thorstendittrich.de)

 

He held me

Suspended

Like a cloud—

Air above

Beneath

Around

Weightless

Somehow

Waiting—

Even as the sun rose—

To fall.

 

 

All

In a day

All

The way

Down

Along the path

Between

Pain

Vague in consistency

To the textured warmth

Of a soul unseen.

 

 

Soulfully

He pulled me in

The rest of the way—

Floating

Buoyant in my approach

Now captured between

The weight

Of his intellect and

The lightness

Or the brightness

Of his passion.

 

 

Side by side

Our dichotomies stood—

Emotion kissed

Philosophy and

Science held hands with

A sense of wonder

While

Face to face

The whole

Of our parts

Emerged.

 

 

It was as though

There was a world

More

To know

And yet

The knowing came

Slow

Dripped down like

Wax

Under the glow of

Fated recognition.

 

 

He

An old soul

Eyes open wide

With no skin

To hide his secrets in

And I

Content to detect

Without certainty

What splashed

Below his surface

And inside of me.

 

 

Converging

Our isolations—

Denying the desolation

Amongst

Ruthless ruins

In a world

Sharp with fear—

We

Lingered and

Whispered grace

Into and around our ears.

 

 

He cradled my neck

In the space

Between cloudiness and

Shadows growing tall

In the setting sun—

Safety in his

Humility and

Ability

To perceive fragility inside

Fragmented pieces

Of me.

 

 

Together

We glued

Our broken pieces

Made something new

Imperfect

But true

Traveled

On the strength of

The currents and

Trust like a draft

Winding through.

 

 

He held me tight

As I released—

With no words

Like a beast

Confessing to a priest—

Primal moans

That stabbed my bones

Tore through my skin

And pierced my heart—

Blood poured down my chest

And then it came:

Rest.

 

 

Floating and

Falling

Surrounded by you—

Above

Beneath

Around—

No sound

Only what I could not say

Whistling between the air

And your courage

To stay.

 

 

copyright Jill Szoo Wilson

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