Of Melancholy

Morning after morning

Nature is trying

Really trying

To give me what I need

As if the whole of Creation knows

I am looking so hard

For something to lift this feeling

Of Melancholy

 

But this winter

Even nature seems heavyhearted

It mirrors my emotion

My condition

Of Melancholy

It is my current

Unexpected

Companion

 

The birds have hidden

Not wanting to see

The agony that this world sees

That this world holds

But once in a while

There is a brief sound

That quietly sings and conveys

Their message to me

Stay with us

Be with us

In these days and nights

Of Melancholy

 

 

 

And then this morning

It snowed

And in the midst

Of these frozen shards

Of delicate

Stunning

Miraculous creation

The message settles in me as

Frozen upon frozen

Piles up upon the earth

 

Embrace this season

Of Melancholy

I am told

By the Holy Voice

That lives and loves

Over and under

Through and around

In and out

Of me

 

Learn what it teaches

These moments

Of Melancholy

See what it shows

Ponder in Silence

Feel what you feel

Through the gray

Through the blurts of colors that have lost their vibrancy

In the name

Of Melancholy

 

Name the sadness

Name the pain

Name the places

Where beauty has been stolen

By the shadows

In the places

Where people hurt

Where the Earth groans

Where sunlight is hidden

Where moon tears fall

Where disbelief is more

Normal than not

 

Name the anxious feelings

Name the fear

Name the ugliness that barges in

And pushes away the hope and promise

 

Name the despair

Name the violence

Name the danger that hides and bursts forth into the open as well

 

Name the grief

Of those who mourn

The people

The trees

The earth

And listen to their wisdom

 

In the stillness

Of this unexpected season

Of Melancholy

I have to believe that

I know in my soul that

Beauty is still present

Resting, thriving, hoping in this season

Of Melancholy

 

I have to believe that

I know in my soul that

Beauty will find me