poem

by Lisa M. Miller 

Celtic Wedding 

After John O’Donohue. After Raven Run Nature Sanctuary, Lexington, Kentucky

Low moss wall, stones           

stacked ancient, married

in the way of old

folks through their centuries

leaning together hard storms

with some sort of faith.

Honoring each stone, the mason

must have asked, How do you fit?

Will you hold? Then between equals,

the slate and the interspace

might be wed. In the work—

in the listening, the holy        

movement of the mason’s hands,

clever, skilled, must have prayed,

love.

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Lisa M. Miller is a mind-body health specialist, awe encourager, and community-builder. An Art-Meets-Activism grantee of the Kentucky Foundation for Women, she faciliates art-making and writing workshops in the foothills of Appalachia and in Central Kentucky. She holds an MFA from the Naslund-Mann Graduate School of Writing at Spalding University. Lisa's books are Woe & Awe (Accents Publishing, 2024) and The Heart of Leadership for Women (Balboa Press, 2020). Find Lisa at: LisaMillerBeautifulDay.com.