Saved by a Promise

Dusk—

Birdsong floating through
my open window.

"You do not know,"
I hear myself saying.

And in floats

this new song through

my sad heart. 

“Listen. Sense the promise.”

How wonderful!

~ Cedric ~

Prelude to a Poem

I wrote this poem recently after experiencing a

deep sense of “promise” at the end of the day.

It was the first day of summer.

Along with summer, there came the realization

that I no longer had the physical stamina to continue

leading the Thursday Meditation Circles.

In two short years, this group had become a

significant part of my life.

I had been touched in so many ways

by so many people.

 As faces and echoes of conversations

floated through my consciousness,

I was filled with feelings of sadness and loss.

 In giving up these sessions,

I was losing something very precious.

What would the future bring now?

It was then that I was grasped by the insight

that one never knows the future.

Unknowing is a part of life.

 This led to a surprising feeling of joy and trust

flooding into my heart, and I experienced

a promise of new possibilities.

I do not know what will unfold in my life,

but I do know that the Divine Presence

is fulfilling my life and all life.