By: Claudia Ricci

 

 

 

I have come here to raise my eyes.

I have come here to keep them riveted on heaven.

When I feel my eyes, that window, when I feel

my eyes, my heart, my soul closing, I take 

a small breath and say a simple prayer

 

Help me keep my spirits rising, my breath steady,

my heart open to hope and possibility and the beauty

all around me. No matter that icicles drip

lower than the windows.

 

No matter that the snow is deeper on this November day

than it is in much of January.

This is plain white, the snow the snow

the soft the soft soft soft fluff of cotton.

All is right with the world when we are

wrapped in the cotton warmed by

the love of others around us.

 

Visualize, use your inner eyes to see flowers

to see puppies and babies and lemon sunrise and

turquoise oceans and cozy fires and warm foamy

baths and tender new grass and purple tulips 

and two people kissing under a starry sky.

 

These tapping keys are keys

to the world of words that

can make you feel sunlight

even though it’s millions of miles away.    

 

Claudia Ricci, Ph.D