on a path above the lake
I watched your naked body
your outstretched arms
you were praying
to the water, the trees, the sky
the early summer sun
decades later I think of
you and wonder
was I you watching
from a distance
Deep in the past century, one of the best and wisest men I've ever known defined the etymology of the word "ecstacy" as a Middle English adaptation of the Latin term, "ekstasis" --being both inside and outside of oneself. Your lovely and succinct poem has clarified that definition for me. Thank you, Teresa.
ReplyDeleteThank You, Geo. It's a poem decades in the making ... a hard one to nail down. So glad you read and responded.
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