Grieving What Is Still Alive But Lost

A hole in my chest where breath and beat used to be.

Ashe mother,

I am ready to acknowledge this love

For I want to be wonder-filled

Rising through mud

Claiming the bud of the lotus

That we may all share its Life.

Family, my origin

Destined to be

Greatest teachers through

Bruising my breast

Demanding my yes,

I acquiesce to learning the hard way

See this scar,

Not on purpose,

And yet, so far beyond

Your original intent.

I see you, flesh and blood

Heart of my heart,

Bone of my yard

We all try so hard to belong

To sing our own song,

Truth to the mother,

I can love no other,

Even if it means

Beholding this world

Without its masks

Cruelty and kindness

Wrapped and undressed

Will I continue

To fight?

Warrior goddess,

Priestess, mistress

Of all in my domain

Embracing the pain in order to

Be free.

I love you.

And I know you love me.

That’s it.

Messy, hurt

Dirty duty

Carried into a new world

Where I cut the rope

Without severing the cord

Holding us all in a web

That rises and falls with us all at the center

Hold on, sister,

I can’t make out the way just yet

But I can feel it coming

Winter storms,

Autumn leaves,

Summer kisses

Spring seeds.

I don’t know how,

Or why or even when

We will converge

But the fog is lifting,

And this ship is sailing through.