Pinion's Promise

In vibrant stillness, the sun rising over our shoulders,
Pinon and I, surrender to Mystery and our Fates unknowable.

Alive and living, dead and dying branches
testify to the reach of life.
Reaching is the thing, the only thing.

Folding myself into her arms
I follow my own limbic reaches into the world.
Touching those having borne fruit before dying,
or having borne no fruit at all.

Pinon bears witness as I honor all such reaches
with bittersweet weeping.
Grief's strange doorway opens to revelation,
life and death slipping irreproachably into wholeness.

Declaring my heart-wrenching desire
"To be worthy!"
Pinon speaks:
"All that is needed, all that is needed,
Is saying Yes!"

Yes! to the magic that is this crazy and wonderful world,
that sparkles and shimmers and dampens and dims
as truly as the life I call my own.

Sensuously awake, swallowed by eternity,
feeling Pinon rise up in laughter,
I fall........
...........falling worthily in love with the world.

- Scott Bader
Solstice 2008