03/25/2025
Attending a Grief Ritual Training with Francis Weller and he read the poem Adrift by Mark Nepo.
Adrift
Everything is beautiful and I am so sad.
This is how the heart makes a duet of wonder and grief.
The light sprayingthrough the lace of the fern is as delicate
as the fibers of memory forming their web
around the knot in my throat.
The breeze makes the birds move from branch to branch
as this ache makes me look for those I’ve lost in the next room,
in the next song, in the laugh of the next stranger.
In the very center, under it all, what we have that no one can take
away and all that we’ve lost face each other.
It is there that I’m adrift, feeling punctured
by a holiness that exists inside everything.
I am so sad and everything is beautiful.
