It was an otherwise forgettable day when I found her. Perfect, pure as moonlight, strangely soft, a full three feet wingtip to wingtip. The dawn must have marked both the close of night and the close of earthly life. I carried her to the thicket and sat for a long time. Just looking. Thinking. Rocking on my heels. Caressing her heart-shaped face. I sang a little wild song for her, barely audible. I thanked her. For so many things that remain unsaid, for the secrets in the night of my heart, for her golden eyes which bring sun into darkness, for the holiness of that moment.
And then, when peace was found, I laid her under a broad-leafed tree, gathered wild arugula blooms, tilted her face to the sky, and said goodbye.
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(sterling silver, montana agate)
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Have a beautiful weekend friends!
~ Umber ~
12 comments:
absolutely gorgeous. great work.
beauty... all of it
I echo the beauty, and feel the peace.
Probably one of the most beautiful things I have ever read
K......really really beautiful.
Wow.
Just. Wow!
Beauty, loss, life. You capture such exquisite images with your words and with your hands.
Oh. No. And while I wipe the tears away, I'm happy you were the one to find her. Your words and actions dedicated to her are sacred. Your beautiful owl. My totem. Thank you for honoring her. For writing about her. For this silver winged necklace.
what do we call that feeling that sits deep in the chest, a gentle swirl of sadness, respect, admiration, and awe. I have no doubt you were meant to find her. Not one bit. Your words are stunning, as is the necklace. Peace and prayer...
xo
As ever, I am humbled by the way you ladies truly hear my words... thank you, thank you!
Tears in my eyes...
i love you for your soft heart.
i love you for the silent prayers in your soul.
I got shivers. really. Such a sacred thing to share. The owl is such a powerful totem - the animal of a powerful and ancient Irish medicine spirit (close in nature to Kali), Her time is winter - the bringer of death and rebirth. May we receive her teachings graciously.
....as always beautiful work.
the work, the words, the sacredness of it all - my heart joins you in this honor,,,
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