The Man with Grass Growing on his Back

Suffused Into our Humanity

As You Are,

You Breathe

Our breath,

Sigh our Sighs

Move with us like Water and Wind

Tug at our Bellies

some of us Listen

Others Not

sometimes you have a flute

sometimes a fork,  a cup, or crowned with vine,

Millennia of Descriptions

have tried a hand

at Portrayal

we fail however at seeing

You

part of Us

Earthbound

Mysterious

Instinctual Wisdom

so frowned upon

by centuries of  Virgin Birth

followed by centuries of Reason

Yet you defy them all

Carrying, as you do

an Intelligence

not to be changed

By Place or Time

Painting by Felix Vallotton La Source

Painting by Felix Vallotton
La Source

 

Bodies From The Sun – Part II

To The Cirque Du Soleil

 

Your Body the Sun has kissed longest,

though finely tuned

the Bone has begun to Bend

the flesh around the still

precise muscle, has Thinned

shows its wear, Reveals

not only the Years of Prowess

but also the pain in achieving its Might

More human, more vulnerable,

certainly more beautiful

you have descended from those Heights,

Grounded by your gathered years and wisdom

you make us Laugh

 

that we could reach out

touch the Weathering of your tone

know the Stories in your Skin

Lillian Leitzel Aeralist 1882-1931

Lillian Leitzel Aeralist
1882-1931