May 21, 2015
(This is part of a 365 project during my 70th year where I write and illustrate a blog on each day's gift.)
For years, I have been keeping an eye out for a leaf that mirrors one I saw in 1973, one that inspired a poem typed on a Royal typewriter and a black and white photo taken with a Nikon F on TriX film. The leaf held tiny raindrops around it, adorned with a crown of sparkling jewels. It’s interesting how an image from many years ago remains in my memory but today I cannot recall what I did ten minutes ago. I wonder why a minute detail from that day has been etched into my mind. I do not remember anything else about then but I was in another marriage, another life, and it was a misty, light rain, gray day like today. Maybe it was an instant where I felt my aliveness deeply. Perhaps my mind conjured up this image after a discussion with a friend about death this morning. For some reason, rainy days seem to heighten my awareness.
So today, I found a bejeweled leaf and, amazingly, my old poem from more than 40 years ago. This time I took a color photo but did not write a new poem. I am mixing the old with the new, the past with the present, the way water from yesterday flows into today. Since then, I have become a better photographer and a better poet. And my spirit is still very much alive.
This DayThis day reigns like a leafcrowned with droplets of alivenessreflecting images ofpast pleasurespresent awarenessand future phantomsmirroring delicate spheres of “I am’s”quivering with the closeness of my breathand shattering at my rain-soaked feet
My gift today is a crown.
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