When you look back,
may the sun illuminate every raindrop, shadow, and angry cloud.
Find the golden line of clarity around every moment you asked,
May you see the beauty of the sunlight and rain that make up your life
and realize you needed both to grow.
May you draw strength and wisdom from every storm,
and let peace fill your soul.
I wrote this poem when I was still Rachel Carroll. I was new to womanhood, heartache, and poetry. While reading this poem I’m reminded of a different time in my life—one that shaped me to be the person I am today.
I found this interpretation by Harold Stewart of Buson’s “Two Autumns” and couldn’t get it out of my head. Stewart attributes the version above to Buson’s much earlier Haiku.
for me going
for you staying—
I took this photo when I was staging some Instagram shots and it drew me in. Maybe it was the green path, or the two trees growing away from each other, or the fallen leaves collecting like tear drops in a puddle below. The photo spoke gently of loss. Stewart/Buson’s poem fit perfectly.
Together we watch,
the twining of two souls.
Standing alone and vulnerable
until their newly weighted hands clasp for the first time.
Happy anniversary Miles. In three years we have made a house a home, and created our own little family. When there are no words to express the depth of my love, I hope you feel everything in my embrace.
Cheers to many more.
The Joining of Soldier & Writer
We’ll bungle their plans and crumble their wall.
I’ll wear a coat of deception;
you wear your ink-smeared shawl.
Come to me through the spruce trees,
you’ll know the place where water falls.
We’ll meet as soldier to writer;
together we will answer the epochal call.
Photo Credit Courtesy of Miles McKee Photography