El Mirador

Today, I moved the sheer white curtain

just inches

to watch it dance in the wind.

I moved it because

long ago

I dreamed of a paradise

where the only expectation, my only purpose was to lie in bed

and watch a sheer white curtain

dance in the wind.

Before, I thought if I could get

to that place

I would certainly be

in heaven.

If I could bring all that together,

I would be totally free.

That space, that mode, would be a freefall

into absolute bliss

all because of

that curtain and that wind.

I thought for certain

the curtain and wind I imagined,

that complete rapture,

was miles away,

countries away,

maybe even lifetimes away.

So, I contrived a thousand paths

to reach the room where I could find

that bed and that curtain.

And when I failed them all, I prayed.

And today, lying in my bedroom,

in my very own house,

I finally saw it,

from my dream,

come towards me clearly.

I was released into my rapture,

my bliss,

my heaven,

just the wind, a sheer white curtain,

and inches to spare.

White curtain dancing,

the paradise I dreamed of,

was always this close.