Sweet Surrender

Restrained far above the truth. Hollow and needy without reality until one day everything became clear and I fall through a hole in my safety.

Inertia is not enough to sustain me. I could not keep still and cold and blind.

Falling hard, I fly backwards through the sky. Free and fast, the air folds around me and pushes me under its invisible hand. The opaque grey fabric of my dress twists around my arms and legs. I am overcome by emotion as my body braces for impact. My eyes close and I wait as the air leaves my lungs.

All I can think about is that I don’t want to be back in the sky.

With desperate passion, I surrender to my fall until the thin hands of a solid tree reach up and slow my fall, catching me in the branches and wrapping me safely in its arms. Sensation takes over my sight, tender and slow. Holding me up to the sun as my dress drapes around the branches and the leaves weave between my fingers, I tremble with anticipation.

I am warm and safe held by the living, not the dead. Close to the dirt but not covered in it. As I lay calm and surrender to the joy of the tree tops, a fresh breeze rolls over my face and clears any fog. I find my strength and stand.


28 thoughts on “Sweet Surrender

  1. Sue Cashman

    While trying to find a quote this Sweet Surrender entry brought to my mind (but could not remember the words to) I came across this surprising quote from a United States President who grew up in Vermont…..

    There is new life in the soil for every man. There is healing in the trees for tired minds and for our overburdened spirits, there is strength in the hills, if only we will lift up our eyes. Remember that nature is your great restorer. Authored by Calvin Coolidge

    He would have understood. Bravo for another thoughtful, beautiful, moving piece!

    1. znara

      Thank you so much. I always worry a little when I put my heart out on the blog, but if other people can feel it and enjoy it then I know I did the right thing.

    1. znara

      No, found out a relationship was not what it seemed and as difficult as it was to come to terms with the truth, the relationship had to end. This piece was also about me coming to terms with it and finding my own strength.

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