I realized recently that I was far more deeply touched by Emerson’s life and work that expected. Similar to him, after my mother died, I promptly fled the country and returned a new woman. Transformed and entirely too happy to continue writing and making observations about life. So with that I ended up shouting to the heavens and my banter at the moon became this poem posted below.
To the Infinite Universe
Dedicated to my Mother. Who always maintained my transcendental spirit.
O, Infinite Universe
In your majesty and grandness you stand there mocking me
And yet with trembling lips
Tearful eyes
A broken heart grown cold with time
Racing thoughts of a mind forever unsettled
I will be Self Reliant
Infinite Universe
With your vastness you stand to confuse me
Cloak me in darkness
Take away all that I love
And yet I stand
My fist curled
Shaking up to heaven I raise my voice and exclaim
I will be Self Reliant
O, Nature, wondrous oneness that we are all a part of
I will stand at the end of this journey
Connected to your vastness
And be then Self Reliant
Amanda.Actually 