Mary Frederick Ahearn
Changes in Direction
"You gaze and the landscape divides and leaves you,
One sinking and one rising toward the sky."
~ Rainer Maria Rilke, "Evening"
The turkey buzzard sails the sky alone today. Far up in the fine blue
stillness, over newly leafless trees, he circles slowly, with the grace
that comes with distance, detachment. Ungainly and unsightly on the
ground, ascension transforms him. Changing, shape shifting, the great
bird becomes a new creature, reborn. Angel, spirit, a newly untethered
soul, unbound. We gaze upwards with not a little envy.
all souls day
tell me again
what it means
Note: Rilke poem is a translation by Edward Snow