11-3-09
Reflections on Reverence
reverence
holiness as i know it
the beauty in all the little moments of awakening
the breathlessness of a true moment of joy
feeling helpless in the presence of enormity
the crashing of breakers on the shore
love
real love, not the superficial kind, but lasting love, pure love, unconditional love
laughter, deep throaty peals of it emanating heartily from loved chests
catching laughter
the kind that is contagious and irrepressible and uncontainable and leaves you breathless, tears soaking your cheeks
family
friends
all the people who hold me up when i fall so far into the underbelly of the beast
when i can't hold myself up and need hands to pull me out of that black hole
beauty
in all its forms
whether it's as simple as a ray of sunshine illuminating my desk or as powerful as a perfectly crafted poem
or a song that leaves me breathless and shaken and stirred and completely speechless
a canvas with brushstrokes that have created an image so powerful it transcends simple "art' and becomes something bigger than that simple word, something so much more meaningful and personal and treasured
worn books and notebooks filled with smeared ink and a computer filled with song upon song upon song
i do not revere the gods
i make my own
i revere the simplicity of a touch, a word, a kindly gesture,
the feeling of your warm breath on the back of my neck
i make my own religion
and it is sacred
copyright 2009 Katherine Andrews