Full Moon Rising (12/2004)
Mary Oliver said it best:
"To be in this world, you must be able to do three things:
To love what is mortal,
To hold it against your bones as though your life depended on it
And when the time comes to let it go, to let it go"
He died in my arms.
How do I let go of something that
has been so powerful in my life?
He made it look easy.
He calmly accepted death.
Why am I resisting it so much?
When I surrender
his spirit surges through me.
Its true unity
as I am energized and excited
about taking all I have learned from him
and spreading it farther.
The Santana Center.
But then there are still those dark moments
when my body contracts and pain closes me down.
Why did he have to die,
the child in me screams?
And I hear from somewhere deep in the earth-
"What if I had never lived?"
Early on,
the physical Santana taught me about the power of trust and love;
Now the spiritual Santana, continues to teach me
about the compassion that can only come from true love.
Its dusk and I slowly walk from his grave site.
I still need him here, I think and I look back.
A full moon has risen from his grave.
It follows me as I make my way across the field.
It is as if his breath is on my shoulder as he gallops across the sky.