Thursday, May 14, 2009

Secrets of Living


~beautiful woven box from my mama~

I've hid myself away

in airy rooms with discouraging words on walls and warning signs over windows

~my world through the cioppolini~

I've peered through a guazy veil and seen life

yet never poked a toe into that Otherworld.


~wrapped in Grace~

I've bound up my gods and pressed them into the mold

that was safe and conversational


~the best kittycat in the whole wide world~

Then I opened my eyes.

I tore down the window warnings.


~her calling card~

I walked to the veil and saw that it was a lacey leaf

and lo! the Goddess was there

in every darkened vein

and tattered edge



~a scent addiction~

through the window floated her scent

heady and sweet

mysterious and enchanting

breathing her deeply, down



~a mother's day gift~

I live in an open nest that dives and darts with the wind

swayed by boughs of a rooted spirit

my wings are tucked

my heart is stilled

and stirred

by a soul-deep knowledge:

at any magical moment I may snap them open

and

fly

away

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may my heart always be open to little birds

who are the secrets of living

whatever they sing is better than to know

and if men should not hear them men are old


may my mind stroll about hungry

and fearless and thirsty and supple

and even if it's sunday may i be wrong

for whenever men are right they are not young



and may myself do nothing usefully

and love yourself so more than truly

there's never been quite such a fool who could fail

pulling all the sky over him with one smile

~ e.e. cummings ~

2 comments:

Christine said...

beautiful...

oh so beautiful.

xo, ma

Doreen said...

So very beautiful!

Hugs,
Doreen