Poetry: Adrift

Adrift, by Mark Nepo

Everything is beautiful and I am so sad.

This is how the heart makes a duet of wonder and grief.  

The light spraying through the  lace of the fern is as delicate as the fibers of memory forming their web around the knot in my throat.

The breeze makes the birds move from branch to branch

as this ache makes me look for those I've lost

in the next room, in the next song, in the laugh

of the next stranger.  In the very center,

under

it all, what we have that no one can take away and all that we've lost face each other.

It is there that I'm adrift, feeling punctured by a holiness that exists inside everything.

I am so sad and everything is beautiful.

Posted on grateful.org with author's permission

From Inside the Miracle: Enduring Suffering, Approaching Wholeness, (Sounds True, 2016)