There are, on this world, some truly remarkable creatures. I have had the deep pleasure to have met several of them in my life. This is an ode to just such a treasured soul.
Mirrored Ball
How is it that you smile - not so much wide, but so deeply inside you,
That for a moment, you glow from within, in radiance of the pure joy?
And, how do you shine so bright, in each delightful instant -
Every moment fully consumed in an incandescent flash. Each experience, singular.
Another glint, in reflection of simple glory - a morsel of food, seemingly mundane,
yet consumed with reverence, with awareness - every shade of its energy given up to you.
In conversation, that flows like rain dancing from leaf to leaf,
Some subjects spattering into a dozen new ones, others pooling together in silence.
You are like the mirrored ball of a dance floor - shining out a million spots of light,
Each spot a facet, a tidbit of a story, a glance of beauty and grace, and then its gone,
replaced by another dot of light - different, but still remarkable -
I stare in hopes to understand it, and it is gone again. Replaced by still another.
In the darkness, it is the light that we see. The faceted reflections spinning on the dance hall floor,
ignoring the space between: the darkness - that which is not light - we dismiss it as uninteresting.
But the darkness is real; and by it's contrast, do we see the wonder of each glowing speck.
The ocean of darkness into which the light plays, has its own stories, its own wonders.
Between the mirrors are glimpses of darkness so deep, they too are shocking in their depth.
How do you glow so brightly, against these dark ghosts which I have seen only from a distance?
I wonder but that the very quality so remarkable and stunning in your instantaneous presence,
Isn't also your way to rise above the dark distance - and keep it at bay?
