Friday


To feel deeper than the roots of my backyard tree

An ocean breeze, one that sweeps me to my knees
Down to the bone, stone cold, feelings that hurt
When you have the ability to take it all in
As deep as the blue can go- as strong as a lion’s heart
When you feel exactly how your mother feels
When you can feel the horror in your brother’s eyes
The feeling is stronger than a current and wider than
An ocean. I must take my ability to the great heaven’s sky
Not everyone has the ability to store energy of a once
Dead woman or an angry baby bird. When crying hits you
Harder than a brick wall and brings your heart to burn-
Control the good and take the bad. One day I will need
To find someone to take all the bad before my bones turn
To dust and my brains float away. I can help a stranger,
I feel joy when I see the baby boy’s first walk. With a
Power so strong and so able. No wonder all my time
Spent is silent at the dinner table- over candlelight the
Coyote Moon glistens upon my fingertips.


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