A Ladder to the Stars
Every evening at twilight
she climbs a ladder
to the stars…
Venus is her guide …
As the Evening star
(who also rises at dawn)
this Goddess of Love
is her Muse.
As a woman who
respects herself,
she stands up for others.
She has learned how to Love.
Giving is as natural
to her as breathing;
every gesture is grounded
in caring for people and the Earth…
She honors the gift
that She has been given –
Life in all its heartrending complexity –
embracing both joy and pain
with equal intensity.
A wise woman, she reflects
a choice we
all have been given –
(regardless of personal story)
to live with an open heart.
Becoming a mirror for
those who might
have forgotten,
her actions remind us
that Love endures…
Postscript: I wrote this poem two years ago with someone else in mind and when I read it this morning I realized the poem was written about me.
Sara is a naturalist, ethologist ( a person who studies animals in their natural habitats) (former) Jungian Pattern Analyst, and a writer. She publishes her work regularly in a number of different venues and is presently living in Maine.
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It’s interesting how often we think we’re writing about someone else and it’s about us. Or maybe it’s about both them and us and maybe it turns out to be about everybody. Ya think??
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Yes! Humans project both positive and negative qualities onto others – we just do it – it’s part of our human nature…I do carry this awareness and yet I see me falling into that trap anyway – sometimes, like in this poem its a pleasant experience – however the negative projections really have to be watched – this is why I always say about trump – look at him and consider in what way we might also be carrying those qualities – when I see myself acting out in some way i call myself a “trumpet”
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Beautiful!
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thanks Elizabeth
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I just love the image of climbing a ladder to the stars. Powerful and beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
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