The weather is gorgeous and uncharacteristically warm in NYC today. Amazing, really – and exactly what I needed.. In the cab heading into the city reading the intro to a book containing Rilke’s Duino Elegies and Sonnets to Orpheus (stunning), I wrote this..

transfiguration

there is a purpose
cracking open
inside of me
in the squint of
the sun
the rumble of tires
on road
the electric sheen
of the river
in the morning
with city from end
to end -
this glimpse
of the green in the
gray -
ephemeral spirit
of spring,
it tells me -
you will not lose
yourself to this
season.
and if you do
it will be
to find a side of
yourself
that would otherwise
remain
forever hidden -
and unchanged.
i trust
through the ache
that splits the
heart
as the sprout
heaves its first
breath
of unbearable
newness..
i trust
as i always have
in some corner
of myself
that sometimes pain
can transfigure the
soul
even more than
joy.
- ajd, 1/24/12