There’s an invisible portal
in the mantle covering Earth;
look closely without staring:
focus softly, not sharp, and you
might conjure enough filaments
to pop through, unexpectedly
shifting into another realm
long ago expunged
from collective recall;
Most mortals have crowded
out memories beyond three
generations if that, not nearly
enough to make lucid a time
when indigenous folk and their
predecessors roamed a
wondrous green and blue planet,
gathering food and medicine,
striking camp to ramble because
that is what humans do, plagued
as we are with restless impulses,
compelled to elude perceived
restrictions;
The great Mystery held magic,
little known beyond one’s own
boundaries, where wildness
thrived, was necessary to a world
where life seemed more equally
met between predator and prey,
lacking modern means
of expunction;
Where have we come
in telescopic time, how now
to call ourselves civil, struggles
now stranded in boardrooms
and alleyways, even into ethers
of social media where the enemy
that is our own mind can be
sequestered in shadows
without cast;
Are we simply stuffing monsters
back under the bed as bequest
to future generations?
Rock face, Kohala coast
Spirit of the waterfall, Palouse Falls, WA. (See the face looking toward the right? And the leg ‘stepping out of the shower?’
Pele’s fire tender, Kalapana, HI
Do you ‘see’ the greenish/bluish fish toward the bottom of the frame? It wasn’t there, but then again it was. Near Walla Walla, WA.
Even this: someone hung an old deer or elk skull on a tree (to mark a trail? To scare someone or something?) Yet look at it from the side, and you can see an owl pecking at the bark. Clancy, MT.Welcome to my world. I don’t often write about such extra-sensory experiences, but I have always observed things in nature that are difficult to describe to others (save my husband and girls, who likewise see what most do not.) Don’t look too hard, but try the soft focus suggested in the poem. You might view things differently, and maybe you’ll strike out in nature more often to ‘see’ for yourself! Aloha. (All photos © Bela Johnson)
I Love this Bela! Especially the waterfall. I too like to look at nature’s details and see if I can find faces, animals and other objects that resonate with my creative mind! Clouds, frosted glass, shadows, trees against the sky, ripples in water etc. are all opportunities to bring imagination to life and be in a different reality. 💛😊💛
Val, I am so happy that you, too, see these faces! And however we describe it, it matters not. If we allow ourselves to recognize that nature holds magic and numinosity, how can we be anything other than enriched in the knowing? Peace and love to you this day, my friend! 🌹😘🌈
I remember our talks in the VT College dormitory and the discussions of things unseen yet seen. “There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio”…
Precisely, Pauline! With your artist’s eye, I would well imagine you, too can ‘see.’ Aloha, dear one. <3
there should be a ‘love’ button 🙂
Thanks, w! Glad you enjoyed! 🙏🌺❤️
I do believe that may be all that is left to bequest in families where past generations have seemingly vanished. Liked this write Bela. Aloha!!
Mahalo, Renee. Sometimes I wonder idly if I will be around to witness a resurgence of earth sanity. Badly needed now, more than ever. Aloha 🙏
Wonderful poem and magic photographs. Altogether your post is an experience
worth treasuring.
miriam
Many thanks, Miriam! So glad you enjoyed it. Aloha 🌺
Bela, this made me think of the artist Bev Doolittle! Are you familiar with her Native American paintings? When you gaze at them, other images start to appear that were “invisible”. You’ve done this with words! I too see images in nature, just below the superficial outer layers. I love this post and your photos!! 💓
Thanks, Betty! I will look up that artist you mentioned. Not seen her work that I know of. Be well! 😘
it’s rather a mixed bunch we are bequeathing.
No fooling! 🤭
None at all.