I want to rest, to float–
a dust mote in a beam
of light squared by a window–
to sigh and lilt between
the object and the eye,
before the day can catch me
back up into myself,
and through that prism, watch me
– Anna Lena Phillips Bell, from “Midafternoon” in Ornament
Notes:
- Photo: celestial dust motes by Brian Parker. Poem: Memory’s Landscape
- Prior “Lightly child, lightly” Posts? Connect here.
- Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”
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Wow! beautiful writing 🌈
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It really is Karen.
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Beautiful…at first restful, and then I feel my heart accelerate as the suggestion to crawl inside and watch myself, hits my brain.
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You so captured how I felt reading this too. And the close. Strong.
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Awesome words of a dust particle, too good, David.
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It s too good Kamal. Agree. I was moved too.
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Yes absolutely true David
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‘watch me’ – perfect
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Yes….
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An inspiring post, as always!
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Thanks Marlan…
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You’re welcome!
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Loved this, David.
(BTW… I think my issue liking and posting here is related to the browser I use. I seem to have no problem with Chrome; Safari is giving me a headyache! I’m just glad I can post again 😊)
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And so glad you are back Roseanne.
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Oh yes…
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this is über-marvellous. Had to leave it resting for a while, have now two names to look up and dwelve into…. what a perfect pairing and how deep it is. Could be scary, to look that much into oneself!
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Laughing. You are right.
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