Poetry: Awaiting wonder

by Mari Trimble

The Coma

My breath swayed then hovered above

my helpless slumbered face

I knew not where it was going nor

could I summon it home as I looked upon

The body my breath has left behind




It was the winter of that year when

things die only to be reborn

And, it was lonely as the silver dust

of moonlight settled coldly on the night




I traveled with my dreamer through starlit galaxies,

gliding soft on silver lavender touching blue and golden wands

Spiraling homeward to discover who I was

And who I am and who I will become




The "I" who was me desired no return

for the land was sweet with nature

and warm from Angels love

and Oracles told of journeys rewarding end.






Then a thousand golden stars began to float

my Spirit back into the light

And I know now what awaits is

destiny's courage to fight




I felt stronger than when I left

coming back to complete the calling

Still many roads I must restore

One finished and one has just begun




Knowledge brought from deep beyond

fills my waiting senses

And cell-by-cell repair begins

in this mystical mortal dwelling




Moments come when I lose my way

Like groping in the night

But soon a beam bursts forth through ancient mists

And I draw my earthly breath




I wake when spring brings birth anew

as this instrument continues a journey long

I've come to keep a long ago promise

as fates now cross many Souls with mine.






I reach for them now as they touch the hand of

The body my breath has left behind.

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