87 Steps

87 steps

(that’s how far it was from my cottage to the beach)

i sit down

look out across the lake

what was a dark veil

breaks open

and the light sneaks out

i’m catapulted

in a raw crescendo

to the edge of being

and the brink of tears

 for life

for time

for humanity

for those who have walked before

and for those who have yet to walk

for this moment.....

 my soul feels full

pregnant

ready to burst forth

into a cascade

of iridescent bubbles

or a blast of fireworks

words and emotions pour forth

bubbling up and

foaming over the brim

 

did you ever have an experience that feels defining?  like in a particular moment your life has been leading up to this point?  and like forever afterward things will refer back to that point?  and like in that moment everything is there.  nothing is lacking.  and your heart feels physically full.  like it might just burst.  and like you want to keep repeating that moment, but you know it’s impossible.  and then your heart aches because it’s beautiful and terrible all at the same time.  probably not doing justice here with words because there are none.  but just hoping maybe you can relate on some level....