I see now that you
have a face and mouth
hands and many eyes
peering from the depths
connecting me with something
far within myself
your arms reach out
long and wide to embrace me
you hold all in your hands
sun and sky and earth
in your gentle majesty
I place my hands upon your bark
my light cascades into the ground
I can feel your roots
and the roots of your brothers
your sisters and your kin
I hear the sounds
of your slow voices
I sense the spirit within
the spirit that guides me
you have stories to tell.
I will listen.
on the passing of an animal companion
Free to wander the many realms,
transformed by the endless sea
I have not died but merely
myself again, reborn.
Find me in the eternal waters,
my shape formed in the stars.
I traverse the wondrous wood of all imagining.
Oh moon and sea
how you dance
and breathe life
into the ancient rock
lights the sky with yearning,
your silent whispers
touch my heart
I hear your music
graze the air
and dance with easy steps
your love illuminates the sky,
I am lost in its expanse.
Looking in the mirror, I find you there
still, but very much present
like the presence of my being
when I’m walking in the depths of my heart
still, like a barren tree
you stand behind every newly opened door
that all the pathways
somehow, led back to you
like the unfolding labyrinth
of God, compressed upon itself
fractals upon fractals
dancing in sweet ecstasy
I hold you like the trees hold one other
rising and falling,
two canopies – twisting
like the riverbed.
They were charged with hot
electrical momentum –
two fires that raged in the night
one after another they fell
in passion and desire
swept with madness across each other’s lives
he was like the ram,
powerful and alive
and she loved like a lion in the dark
howling for each other
breath upon breath,
their bodies swayed in a newfound trance
as they loved
their oceans burst together
rivers surged and forests burned with need,
will against will,
heart becoming one –
they fought their battles with unconditional love
wherever they went
death followed their steps,
the old ways died and their old lives
one by one on the horizon,
as the transformers reshaped the world in their dance
they bore one other
along the bones and broken dreams,
their bodies transfixed with mighty wonder –
there came the wings
borne across each other’s backs –
wings that promised of another chance.
She asks me to love her like winter
like the gnarled cries of the bare trees
she longs to be adored
like the bitter sting of cold at her feet
she begs for worship,
for love to melt like crystals
hands and lips to greet her tongue and gentle cheeks.
“Be pleasing to my taste,” she begs
like the winter air that loves my lungs.”
The tender snow graces her hair and
with the sweetness of God shaping every snowflake
I feel my body my sins my soul
the ice cascading in my breath—
“Love me the way you love the night
like the heavy ice that shapes the branches.
Melt with reluctance.
Die before you are parted from me.
Bear me like the winter earth, like the ice beneath my feet.
Love me with your every naked limb and longing cry.”