Buttons

I have seen the face of the rising sun itself.
Stared into endless eyes and found boundless, hopeless joy.
Floated, happily lost and alone in their encompassing isolation.
Surrendered hours to amazed disbelief, trying to make sense of it.
Entire days to euphoric rememberance.

I play host to a smile that betrays the gratitude of the universe.
Warm beyond any explanation or understanding.
Comfortably melting my mind, and whatever I might still have remaining inside.
It all pools together in my stomach, heavy and dense and sweet.
Centering me as I float along.
A necessary and well-appreciated ballast.

There is a light that shines brighter than the rest.
A light in which I can finally bear to open my eyes.
A light that doesn't blind, or hurt.
It helps to show me the path.
Guides me as I follow on the wind.

Without these things, I would be lost.
Without these things, I had been lost.

I have simultaneously cursed and thanked the fates;
For allowing me to share in its existence.
Its perfect, humble beauty.
For what it's taught me.
The clarity it's bestowed, and the subsequent confusion.
For letting it be mine. And for not.

A tiny giant has taken permanent residence in my heart.
Her footsteps, peaceful thunder.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

title hooked me .. who hasn't and can't remember the family button jug .. at least from my generation .. we use to play with them all the time .. in connection with your poem .. i might say life is a bucket of buttons .. channeling Forest Gump I suppose .. i love your poem! i flow its flow and direction ..the musings of internal, honest truth seekers says i ... these lines"
"Centering me as I float along.
A necessary and well-appreciated ballast." .. sublime turning towards the light spoken of in the rest of the poem ..and i think your closing is brilliant .. powerful ... humble even .. using couplets as kind of interludes works really well for me .. nice job .. glad i stopped and started with this one ..
E.

[Ana Papaya]

Enjoyed the whole poem but those last two lines wowed me.
So good!

[Dripping Chocolate Madness]

Thank you. It felt really powerful as I was writing it.
Sometimes, nonsense stumbles into (accidental) genius.
Not that I'm taking credit. I'm certainly not that clever on purpose lol
:)

[Ana Papaya]

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[light and ashes]

Well, isn't this just a beautiful piece of art? Love the abstract and dreamy feel of this. I imagine that the tiny giant mentioned at the end is a child. How sweet! :) Take care.

[Dripping Chocolate Madness]

:)
She used to be.
Then, she grew up and turned into a bucketful of buttons.

[light and ashes]

That's adorable :)