Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Transformations (Dec 15, 2008)

The wolf and the crow
    visited me one winter night,
            "Your true self is waiting,
             Your true self is waiting,"
and I snuck out
    into the cold and dark
where I ate wild grubs
    of the present moment
and foraged for bark
    from the tree of life
until my clothes turned
    brown and grey and green,
    the colors of the woodsfolk,
and I could run one hundred miles
    without stopping
and my wings finally regrew
    and I disappeared into the sky.

-Jim DuBois


Anonymous said...

Wonderful stuff lately Jim. I've been meaning to tell you for awhile! This particular poem resonates with issues that some of the new moms I visit, and I historically, struggle with- experiencing the drudgery of babyhood, work and marriage as a transformational process. Can I post this poem on my site, with all proper attributions and links of course?

Jim DuBois said...

Yes, please post a copy on your site. I love when people want to do that with my poems. Let me know where, so I can go see it!

Anonymous said...

Thanks! How generous! I think you can follow the link to my site, Life Decanted -

Anonymous said...

Done! Thanks again!

Anonymous said...

Thanks for this beautiful poem. I read it first on "Life Decanted" and had to come over to visit you.

Selena said...

I like it, Jim!
Missing you!