The Hidden Magical Thread
I am child Wondering, looking, smiling easily Bright the world seems And full of facination I watch a bird with great interest And coming closer Observe its swift retreat Delighted by the game I follow in spirit But woe, my body soon trails behind the flight of this quick creature I think perhaps I too might fly And soar and light next to my new friend I imagine it, I dream of it Although I see no one else flying. One morning Running Skipping My body feels lighter I capture the feeling And recreating it, find myself growing lighter Then I would fly! But stop As if reminded by some long hidden force That such is not my nature. I feel love in the presense of some The emotion is fine and light I let it pervade me and I return it The emotion oscillates between us and we feel very close Secure, I wander further from home And enter an area that seems disquiet Although no sound is heard A palpable emotion Uncomfortable but curious Like a tiny current pasing through my body I become wary, less secure And find another path Feeling good again I think nought of the other Later I meet the one who dwells there And find the current intense I am polite I smile And I escape I am child Having little instruction But sensing much more. My best friend - some place he's been As his tale begins I see it clearly As if I had been there I tell him so and ask if there was this and that And he tells me yes and yes and yes yes I am happy to remember it with him But I marvel at this sharing And with facination, like a kitten I grasp the curious thread dangling before me And consider it most precious. Sun light glinting off fresh fallen snow A sparkling fairy land I am estatic I walk in it And think to fall and roll And do! Delighted in the tumbling I lay there looking at the sky Light clouds overhead I am cold yet warm I relax It is beautiful I embrace the space between earth and sky And am thrilled with it I turn it And looking down Find the viewpoint of a bird floating high in the wind and sky Seeing the ground and trees below And consider the wonder of it all While yet embraced in my warm clothes against the cold snow I am child grasping a magical thread. A visit planned to distant park with river carving through boulder and cliff side rock Perfect spots to swim and slide with current swift through narrow places But morning brings us rain filled clouds Disheartened we may not go I think of the park and see the same clouds But imagine them disappearing And with result I think of the afternoon And see sun drenched rocks I feel the warmth And watch the bathers smiling and glad So I promise sunshine and confidently we set out Nearing the park Sunlight filtering, then bursting through Several golden beams bringing warmth and life to the forest below The clouds disappearing I see the sun drenched rocks I feel the warmth And watch the same bathers smiling and glad From the same vantage point as earlier And I reach further up on my magical thread. I dream and know I am dreaming I discover high cliff And below, a valley filled deep with fiery embers A fearsome sight If I would fall, would I awake? It fills me with dread But I want no retreat from fear filled dream Rather, with dream body I leap to test its horror I fall And am soom engulfed by the fiery embers But there is no pain, no fear Only fascination with the heat and light And I wake myself to find yet life. My courage in dreams Brings distain for fear in life And so I add a measure of adventure One day standing atop a high cliff A deep pool below Space stretching out before me I plan to dive Delicate is my balance Fear courses palpably through my body It embraces me and freezes my motion I know I will not die But still I cannot move I begin to quake Twice I start to leap and stop Knowing there will be no major harm I war within myself And decide to go again but am still frozen I remember my distain for such fear My will rises to match the fear that grips me I pay it no further heed I lean forward and forward My balance now lost Too late to stop I am smiling Determined I leap outward in a dive Exhilaration at the conquering Into space And down With thrilling speed I meet the water Entering with sudden force My arms torn back to my side I swoop down and down and but remember to return Swimming up and still swimming upwards I burst above the surface With a surge of confidence And full affinity for myself As I pull myself up high on my hidden magical thread. Thanksgiving with family waiting My grand parents are yet to arrive I am wondering And in my mind, as if looking down I see them Ferried by a white car in intersection passing I follow its movement Until our street its turning And all can share the image of its approach. And years later An afternoon of motorcycle riding Along back country roads Choosing at each crossroad the more curious or less traveled path Until finally, I am completely immersed in the road and landscape and sky Not knowing or caring direction or distance home Enjoying the freshness of new discovery at every bend in the road Hours later As dusk descends and the air begins to chill Now needful of return But with direction home unclear I know not how far I've come Nor whether to continue or retrace I muse that an eagle's view from high above Would tell me where I am As this light thought becomes decision I am transformed And for a moment Calming gazing down I see the speck that is also me Still at speed on a winding narrow road But now, a life size map before me With direction and intersections clear I spot the path to travel And returning to my eyes' view I smile My arms outstretched with grip The wind at my chest And the road gliding beneath me I twist the throttle And confidently accelerate Home. In a forest serene Walking easily with a friend I toss a leaf On fast flowing brook And secretly become it Riding swiftly down a water slide Twisting and turning Oh my! And accelerating through a narrow channel Floating listlessly across a deep pool Then caught in a furious pulling And swept under a log But I pop up and career onward Uncaring and thankful for the ride And so I grin While walking easily with my friend. And just now I toss myself at ocean waves Feeling the cool water at velocity beneath me With outstretched arms Skipping across trough and through wave Adding energy to increase the thrill And just as quickly, I return Standing in my room looking out toward the sea Smiling The magical thread is now pulling me.
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22 December 1982, Clearwater, Florida, USA
Copyright 1997 by Rodney W. Jenkins, Glendale, California. Unauthorized duplication or use is a violation of applicable federal laws.