If you ever lose heart and the earth seems as distant as stars fading into the noise of your busy mind, know this. That a tiny island exists in the blue hands of the ocean. That a tree grows upright into the salted clouds. That two eagles love each other enough to spend their lives greeting the morning sun together. That two eaglets stand in their nest, gazing at the heavens. Looking down to the forever ground. They eat and sleep and flap their wings. And one day in July, one by one, they will jump into the air. They will know the difference between existing and what is beyond. They will hold onto nothing. The hurricane will come, courage catching their pinions on fire, as they mount the wind, climbing ladders into realms of the invisible.

--T.L. Stokes

Sunday, November 24, 2013

Frozen Rose

Frozen Rose

Roses of memory
transform themselves
inside the room of new seasons,

just as love
always the same
constantly changes.
by T.L. Stokes
c2013 T.L. Stokes (all rights reserved)

Song of Solomon: the Eclectus

Song of Solomon


Last night the sky opened its hands
in the dark and a monsoon poured over the cottage.
From gutters rivers flowed,
spitting and moaning.
We rose up out of our beds to watch
Indians drumming.
the same spectacular moment
God held Mojo in the dark of another room
of too much light.
Holds her still though the parrot
in its cage imagines a shackle
and sings for what it understands
is missing.
The larger the heart, the greater its light shines.
In her room that is too white for winter
bald eagles keep gathering.
The hurried nurse shoos with her arms back and forth
but they won't listen.
You would think it's a salmon run
but the pinks aren't due till December.
Although none of this
makes sense to us now,
eagles perch to tell us something:
like worry is a pastime not suited for royalty,
and God blesses the open-mouthed who sing,
or take a moment to imagine the Wilson,
its bald and good natured company.
Mojo--in her little boat of unfurling sails,
we pray the wind will not find--
smiled at that.

by T.L. Stokes
c2013 TL Stokes (all rights reserved)