the lines of the landscape are

soft and rounded

dewdrops dripping gently off crystal encrusted leaves

they are undulating hills of green and

cresting white waves

the lines are harsh, sometimes

jagged rock jutting out of earth

dead sticks snapping crisp underfoot

the lines draw us in

they ask us

is all of this, all of us, all of everything

deep and raw and beautiful?

the lines beckon

inward

to the landscape of beats and blood

could we find brilliance there?

and could the light that changes things

change you?

your friend?

your enemy?

could the beautiful, breathtaking landscape of your heart be

the very thing needed

in this uncertain hour

-Melissa Kircher

 

*Art and writing inspired by the On Being Podcast with the late poet, John O’Donohue