Wings

processing poem, helped by James Wright

I am shattered

and yet more whole than I have ever noticed.

My heart is heavy

and yet light.

I am the eagle rejoicing in the oak trees of heaven

and I want to share this space

because it is whole and raw and beautiful.

because I have become.

desire runs deep,

to jump trains and sip chai

with desert sisters,

I want the mountains

and the pines.

I want our eyes to meet,

for you to hold my hand.

I want to see you on the road and jump

into your strongest arms-

and know that spring is coming.

though I was willing,

my transformation into wings

did not happen

across the water,

but you have made me see

that I am soaring, already.

This is what I wanted.

(Read James Wright's "Today I was happy, so I made this poem")