There are some truths that are too beautiful
to share. Only receive the beauty
and give thanks. Even metaphors
only dimly mirror this truth.
You were drowning but then you gasped,
filling your lungs with air,
and once again you are afloat.
You slid down a wet rockface
and landed, like a cat, on your feet
uninjured. You lost your one jeweled ring,
but when you swept the ashes from the fire,
it appeared, shining, in the dust pan.