My face is split in two. Cracked eyes and dry white lips Express my damp emotions, As lonely beads of pain caress my shallow name - Yet somewhere in my heart A wondrous fire burns. A joyful song, Its hands so lovingly reach out And touch my meaningless fear. Its comforting smile so meaningfully gives The redemption I sorely craved. In my heart is a fire and a cherry tree. Am I so far away? I have lost myself in my God - You cannot reach me there, But when you love the Light As you love me... You will live.
This is my tribute to “Ashes and Lemon Peel”, a poem by R. D. Laing. Laing’s poem was once a favourite of mine – his “ashes and lemon peel” (all that remains after fire and bitterness) spoke to the emptiness and meaninglessness that I experienced long ago. In contrast, “Fire and a Cherry Tree” is a poem of hope and consolation. I wrote it shortly after I “saw the light” for myself.