The Sundering

To All My Sisters

 

Smooth Roundness

such Bells of Flesh

calling to Feed

both body and soul

Ring out in their Sensuous

appeal for tenderness

These bells, Embodiment

of how we nurture Life into Being

and Being into Humanity,

these fine bells

tense and loud at first

then longer

more Sonorous with Time,

extensions of our heart’s Fiber

like limbs of deeper giving

*

To sever these bells

is to remove our outward

manifestation

as Life Givers

it comes at great sacrifice

endows us, yes,

with a profounder grasp

of our responsibility

as Thrones of Life,

still

Bereavement

arises first

*

Art Work By Yaron Rosner

Art Work By Yaron Rosner

The Differences That Bring Us Together

the Differences that bring us together

such magnetic fields Inextricably attracted,

the similarity we recognize in the Opposite,

Implicitly knowing the Odd of our even,

the moments of impacted disgust

upon closer projection, indeed,

the hopeful ensuing introspection

and the Deepening, if chosen,

of ones feeling nature,

 

such a Lake upon closer examination

its Wealth unfathomable,

more than the marshy

Weeds and Muck that lace

our legs at first contact

the Depths of Inner lives

on the mysterious floor of the lake,

where we Sway evenly

composed of identical primordial longings.

 

it is in the manifestation of our Emergence

we differ, every return to the bottom

brings us closer, one to another

closer to our humanity Shared.

Tomahawk Lake Photograph by Nick Zungoli