In the Late Day Sun

Foto by JasonWeaver 2018

If ever I am gone,
here you shall find me,
in an overgrown mead
of wildflower and weed,
with my head drawn up
in the late day sun.

By Jason Weaver, 2018

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Folk-Lure

High upon Dragon’s Head peak
above a place they’ve named
Valley of the Gods,
a late-day sun was set
to cede to the mist of eve,
so we mounted our descent
to camp, she ahead
as I ambled more slowly behind.

I don’t remember
her having slipped from my view
when I found myself in the midst
of an amber field of grass
where a warm wind pressed against my skin
and enveloped me within.
Had I passed through here before?

I can’t seem to recall…
perhaps it is just the dazzle of light
hypnotizing my eyes
or the rhythmic sway of the stems
and the sweet dry scent of fern filling my head
that causes this moment to stretch
and circle back again so that
I don’t seem to know
where I was just a moment ago,
hearing the call of my name
in the whirl of the wind
whispering words luring me
into the rustling reeds
to play a game of hide-and-seek
and to forever more stay
in the remains of the falling sun,
“Over here! Come! Come!”
as I turn round and round
losing myself among them
no longer sure
of what is real anymore.

“Hey, I’ve been calling you,”
“Come,” she says and grabs my hand
just as the sun disappeared with the wind.
“Let’s get back to camp before it’s too dark.
You could lose yourself up here.”

Yes, indeed.

By Jason Weaver, 2018

div/e/in/e

Original painting by Jason Weaver, 2018

Arriving at the water’s edge
of this illusory solid ground,
where the “How?”
and the “Why?”
and the
“Who am I?”
no longer serve me well,
I strip off all intention of seeking beyond
and dive-in to the verdant flux within
submerging below the whirling unknown
not without fear
not without doubt
but reveling in their limitless depths,
bathing myself in this divine
beingness–

–this is who I am.
Nothing more. Nothing less.

By Jason Weaver, 2018

Original painting by Jason Weaver, Poça Verde (2018), acrylic on canvas 70×100 cm

Morning Grace

Calla Lily by JasonWeaver 2017

Let me be tender and kind,
tolerant and wise;
Let me be generous and just,
grateful and forgiving;
Let me be strong
by being compassionate.
Let me show love
without restrain.
Let me give without wanting,
and receive without taking.

Let me be humble.
Let me be sincere.

Let this be my morning grace.

by Jason Weaver, 2017

Original painting, Calla Lily (2017), by Jason Weaver, acrylic on canvas 50x70cm.