On Sunday I read a poem in The New York Times Magazine called “The Word That is a Prayer” by Ellery Akers. (Read it here.) It prompted me to write one of my own — a poem about the power of a word. I am getting my poem in type while the “aliveness” is still in it. I know it is far from perfect. This is an experiment in letting “first thought, best thought” rule my day. Saying “yes” to whatever surfaces!
The Weight of a Word
One thing you know when you say it
all over the earth people are saying it with you;
a child rejoices in permission for a cookie;
a woman makes a man happy by agreeing to dinner.
What if you are traveling with your family, a well-planned trip with just them in mind
and you are at a red light in a small town, and you see that shop, the one you dreamed of entering with treasures to behold;
it may be used books, or quilting material, or antiques, whatever…
there it is, and you want to enter, but will they agree? You have until the light turns green
to get to “yes.”
Yes. A word so short
it seems to weigh nothing
but it is heavy with decision
“Yes” can lift us up, as well as turn us around
it is the moment the sun
peeks out behind the clouds
after a sullen rain
and the world lights up again, subtle and secure
our hearts crying a joyful, clear, and ready yes.