I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Remembering Sharon
It was there for just a moment
A flash of red hair
A glimpse of freckles, rampant
the echo of laughter
free and joyful
the rush of a body
impatient for the next new thing
eager
It was there for a moment
that smile that would light up a room
they were there for moment
those eyes,
so intense, so full of curiosity, sometimes
bewilderment
and always full of compassion
those eyes that took you in and held you
in the grip of love
she was there for a moment
Sharon
full of grace and joy
and life
a presence
always a presence
grounded in her love of God
and her love for others
there is power in presence
a power in that unique an amazing ability to be
present
really present for others
to see no other
than that one special child
that one special co-worker in front of you
she was there for a moment
and then she was gone
on to whatever new adventure awaits her
she was there for a moment
but she will be there for all moments
for her presence permeates
the building she worked in
the community she served
that land she loved
the man who was her partner and lover
For so many years Sharon carried each of us in her
heart
and now
we carry her in ours
____________________________________________
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the
bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars
apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
e.e.
cummings
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