A Cargo of Green Hearts
if you have been missing for thirty years you
might remember who you are
sometimes it takes that long of a journey
outside of ourselves, into the dusk or mountains
beyond the fences of our hearts. a family of
bears takes us in. there is a wobbly ladder to the sky
and we climb it. we find a strange bouquet
in another country, pack it into the suitcase of
our chest for later. the bears teach us how
to endure the cold season, hold our
sorrow for spring. the sky-ladder will break
behind us-- but to touch the blue, blue sky
and stare down on the roof of our head.
just once is a kind of forgiveness.
what we receive from passing through others who
are not like us deepens our gaze. the thought other
fills us with our own other. the trick is to find the perfect
match that will burn down our perfect home.
all of the real lessons arrive out of getting lost.
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