Month: January 2025

Sometimes my heart expands

 
Sometimes my heart expands 
With each breath 
And I find my face 
Soft and smiling
As this delicate and precious life
Leaves me speechless

And then

A leader’s palm thrust into the air
Honoring hatred and oppression
Severing any pretense of sanity
And welcoming fascism  
As power was passed from one president to another

Policies rip through the country
Fear and despair in its wake
Unraveling the few structures of support 
That this country was begrudgingly forced to make 
To benefit all people

The sacred holds me closer
Wrapping me in its depth
Reminding my being of the expansiveness of this existence
Its beauty
Its wonder

Fortifying but not numbing me 
To the horrors
Of crisis after crisis
Of tyrants
War
Rape
Abuse
Suffering

I will not lose sight of the Light
Even as hands slice through my heart
Saluting the Dark





Old wounds

 
Old wounds
Scarred over and healed enough
Or so I thought

Memories buried
Are never truly gone
Sometimes
When the night is quiet 
Or even in the day
My body feels them
Seeping up through the layers
Pressing my doubts to the forefront
Steering my attention

Though wordless
Their whispers
Tighten my throat
And a body within a body is created

One wants to hide
Deeper into the dark
Into the silence

The other
Runs
Numb
Passing everything so fast
Nothing can ever hope to touch me

There are other ways too

Sometimes 
I simply hold my self
Tenderly
Caring for that body within a body
Rocking us all gently and securely
Relaxing and expanding
With each breath
Until we are all one being again