JESSE

I wrote this during a Carolyn Conger 5 day consciousness seminar given at a ranch near Sacramento. The ranch owner was looking after her long absent son’s big gray dog Jesse.

IN THE FIERCE, DEAR WINDS OF OUR SEARCHING, IN THE DAUNTING ELUSIVENESS OF OUR POSSIBILITIES, IN OUR THIRSTING AFTER AWARENESS ITSELF, ARE WE OVERLOOKING THE MOST MAJESTIC CREATURE IN OUR MIDST?

ASSAULTED BY AGE SHE WANDERS AND WANDERS AND WANDERS, ENDLESSLY SEARCHING TOO FOR ONE LONG ABSENT. HER ANCIENT GRACE ASTONISHING AS A BABY’S FIRST SMILE. HER RAVAGED, BLINDED FACE HEARTBREAKINGLY BEAUTIFUL STILL, THE VERY ESSENCE OF WOLF.

DO YOU KNOW WHY MEN DELIGHT IN KILLING WOLVES? WOLVES ARE BETTER AT FAMILY AND COMMUNITY, BETTER AT LIFE. HOW MADDENING! TO BE BESTED BY OUR INFERIORS.

THE BITTER SUBTRACTIONS OF AGE HAVE NOT DIMMED HER DIGNITY. HER WANDERING GATE, SO CAREFUL, GENTLE, RELENTLESS, SPEAKS OF HER NIMBLE PAST AND HER NOBLE PRESENT, SPEAKS OF HER LONGING.

SHE HAS RISEN TO SIMPLICITY.

COME HOME MY YOUNG MASTER, MY OWNER, MY FRIEND.

COME HOME TO ME AND I WILL GIVE YOU MY LIFE.

© Richard Chamberlain 2009


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