DEPARTURE: Crossing the First Threshold
Another type of threshold poem....
In Between
The space between the seasons,
When winter is wearing down
Spring is gearing up
The day doesn’t know
Whether to be cold or hot,
That is in between.
This is the same as the space
When a person has a foot
In life and a foot in death,
Neither here nor there, vacillating
between body and soul,
The space of in between
Has importance, purpose
Designed to ready us
For what is to be,
To leave behind what was,
To move into becoming.
By Sharmen Oswald
And becoming is such hard work.
I find that when I resist the becoming, it's much harder. If I go with it and even embrace it, it's not as hard.
Perched on the Precipice
On the edge of the escarpment
Breathless, afraid to breathe
For fear my very breath will
Fling me over.
Life is like that….a disease,
A death, a graduation, a wedding,
A gain or a loss….can fling you
Over into the next realm of life.
We all must go there or forever
Stay perched on the precipice.
By Sharmen Oswald June 7, 2023
Sometimes a breath can be just than tenuous--and that powerful.
Thank you, Sharmen.
Another type of threshold poem....
In Between
The space between the seasons,
When winter is wearing down
Spring is gearing up
The day doesn’t know
Whether to be cold or hot,
That is in between.
This is the same as the space
When a person has a foot
In life and a foot in death,
Neither here nor there, vacillating
between body and soul,
That is in between.
The space of in between
Has importance, purpose
Designed to ready us
For what is to be,
To leave behind what was,
To move into becoming.
By Sharmen Oswald
And becoming is such hard work.
I find that when I resist the becoming, it's much harder. If I go with it and even embrace it, it's not as hard.
Perched on the Precipice
On the edge of the escarpment
Breathless, afraid to breathe
For fear my very breath will
Fling me over.
Life is like that….a disease,
A death, a graduation, a wedding,
A gain or a loss….can fling you
Over into the next realm of life.
We all must go there or forever
Stay perched on the precipice.
By Sharmen Oswald June 7, 2023
Sometimes a breath can be just than tenuous--and that powerful.
Thank you, Sharmen.