Ten Things of Wonder: Poem I
The Horses and the River
The horses of my life
paw at the ground before
dawn, the race shooting
through their legs. They whiney
and stir as the heat of the
battle burns in their bones.
Fiercely they volunteer, disregarding
the blood, the price—feeling already
the flags of victory unfurled
and whipping in the sharp wind.
The river of my life
meanders with slow feet—
sure feet until dawn, closing
sleepy eyes until light sparkles
on the surface. Silent songs of the
deep rise on silver bubble begging me to stay the day
for the sake of peace, for the sake
of quiet—growing strong in the
nourishment of serenity, I prepare
for destiny’s challenge.
I walk with one foot in each
world and can’t live without
either. Someday I’ll lay it all
down for the embrace of a scar-riven
side and outstretched hands that are pierced.
Bonnie Saul Wilks
February 19, 2012
Holiday Island, Arkansas