Because when I crashed, and begged for sleep, and finally dragged myself out into the light of day
He was there to warm the chill that’s been in my bones since early morning
Because, silently, he lets me swim in and out of awareness of him
Without judgement
Always there
Don’t you feel how he touches you?
The difference day to day
Sometimes it burns
Why are you literally cooking me?
Though
His harshness is multiplied by the pain of the Earth
And now a cloud comes between us
So I can feel the chill in the air again
But doesn’t his warmth stay like it’s permeated your flesh?
When his embrace is upon me I feel like I want to return to whatever is happening inside him
It clouded over but the chill inside me is gone
It has been cloudy all day
Just for that moment he came out to replace the ice in me
Thank you for your strange sense of timing in this place
They all have such a strange sense of timing
Cosmic timing
I don’t know why I crashed
I don’t know why sleep escaped me last night
Nor why my bones felt like Winter had taken home in them
I just know that when I came out, there he was with his strange timing
There are no people here to catch me when I fall I just fumble around until I can function again
Yet the Sun saw me worthy for a moment
Saw fit to help
People think of the Sun, weather, planets overhead
As just being there
I guess they don’t rely on them being there at just the time
Don’t notice that they just happen to be there when you need them most
And sometimes I don’t even know when that is
I, like many theistic humans, feel like my gods are failing me when they don’t appear when I feel I need them
Where are they now?
Well, in all their grand ineffectualness, they show up
Just as a gentle caress of the wind
In a lonely moment
My beautiful ball of fire
And those glorious sunsets
Those moments I need to see someone and I can just see him through the clouds for a moment
All the planets showing up just as I’m being evicted and need a family I don’t have
Cosmic timing
Like it was always meant to happen
And yet it happened just for me, just for a moment
Don’t shooting stars feel like that?
You just happened to be standing there to watch the end of a billion year journey
Cosmic timing
There are more little moments like that than we ever notice
Little things
They can’t do anything
Someone might tell me
But they’ve carried me here
In ways I will never be able to fully explain
In moments I wouldn’t notice unless I looked for them
As usual I owe you the debt of what love I can offer back
And as usual you take it even though I am still not convinced my worthless love is a fair return for all you do
And you fix me with that long, contemplative silence
All of you
Knowing more than I will ever imagine to know
And then I figure you know better than me
It’s torn, no one else wants it
You accept it as meager payment
And then remind me there is no debt
That’s a human thing
Thank you for being better healers in all your silence than any number of people I’ve encountered
Thank you for being the ones I can count on to show up
Somehow
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