Misty

And sometimes when I move

at the edge of a greatness—

a lake or a sea or a mountainside—

my insignificance thrills me

and the largest of my sadnesses

dwindles smaller than the space

between grains of sand

and in that moment,

knowing my place,

comes a love so enormous

I can love anyone, anyone,

even myself.

~ Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

Encaustic Wax on Birch Board, 6 x 6, with solid wood floater frame