We Come as One
Somewhere, between day and night,
as the fledgling tucks her beak beneath ruffled wings …
Someplace, between yesterday and tomorrow,
as the gold-dusted honey bee returns to the hive …
Somehow, between certainty and doubt,
as the fawn waits out the field storm in peace and stillness …
Someway, between joy and sorrow,
as the baby is born and a refugee breathes his last an ocean away …
We find our way.
Something sacred, Something holy
arrives without a word
the instant we turn a corner,
settling upon the deepest shadows,
like the hand of grace upon a quivering heart.
We come as one.
We are one footstep
crossing the threshold that brings us Home.
DOROTHY BURY SHAW © 2017
21 3/4" x 35"
Archival inks, watercolor and colored pencil on rag paper.
Available in limited edition giclee prints.