Bruce Louis Dodson is an American expat living in Borlänge, Sweden, where he writes fiction and poetry. Some of his most recent work has appeared in: Foreign & Far Away – Writers Abroad Anthology,Sleeping Cat Books – Trip of a Lifetime Anthology, Northern Liberties Review, Pirene’s Fountain, Tic Toc, and Storm Cycle Anthologies - Kind of a Hurricane Press, Vine Leaves, and Cordite Poetry Review.
An evocativepoem that’s more like a prayer to Lord Shiva, by Bruce, for Different Truths.
The climb is more than is imagined Higher than the Sherpas dare to go They say goodbye with friendly curiosity: “Is life not hard enough?” “Why why would you climb to Shiva’s feet?” “There’s nothing there.” “It’s just more dirt.”
The air is clear Alone for this brief moment Free at last Above the tree line Storm clouds fall away reveal Earth’s horizon curve Across a continent of jagged edges.
One can find no higher ground than this On earth Above the vast suburban sprawl I do aspire to waken From the dream of flesh and blood No longer called upon to walk Amidst the carnival of living Shiva dancing on the streets As long as life . . . and death To summit Into peace that passes understanding.