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Ever There

by Glenn Currier

You are never never in any land
where you cannot reach my hand
never never in any space
where you are not in my embrace.

I fly between the windmill’s blades
in the rainbow and in the shades
in every corner of your anxious room
and in your desperate doom.

You and I have walked together
when you knew not whether
you would make it through the day
and you took mind and body faraway.

But I was in your every hair and breath
and will be through your time and your death
Your heart is full of mine
fermenting a burgundy wine.

So when you think you’ve crossed
to the desert and are totally lost...
Stop. Fill your lungs with air.
And find me always and ever there.

08/08/2011

Author's Note: I was reading my cousin Gary's Health Update blog in which he quoted his friend Jacquelyne about fears and what to do with them. And the other night I was feeling a lot fear and anxiety about my memory lapses of late. When I woke up the next morning I went back to the garden room where I journal and meditate and I did both of those. I had a great peace and feeling of union with God and from that experience came this poem. Although it is very personal, my wife and a friend of mine urged me to share it because it might help others. So here it is.

Posted on 08/08/2011
Copyright © 2022 Glenn Currier

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Mo Couts on 08/08/11 at 03:13 PM

Glenn, what a beautiful, and very true poem! I will carry this around in my soul for the rest of the day whenever I am feeling a smidge uneasy.

Posted by Joan Serratelli on 08/08/11 at 05:52 PM

A wonderful read. So glad you posted it. Beautiful!

Posted by George Hoerner on 08/08/11 at 06:10 PM

All I can say Bill is that my memory hasn't stopped working. Sometimes it just gets the information from the wrong room in my brain. Nice write Glenn or is Bill.

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/09/11 at 11:08 PM

...glenn, this is a nicely mounted stack of words; i agree w/ Mo...i mean done well!

Posted by JD Clay on 10/06/11 at 07:11 PM

This is an introspective piece that serves as a guidepost to an emergent self. An inner journey to comes full circle and exudes oneness. I especially like the way it visits the past, lives in the now and parallels the future. Impressive stuff, Glenn!

Posted by Carolyn Coville on 07/07/12 at 01:35 AM

What a beautiful reminder that He is always with us. Thank you!

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