Sunday, September 23, 2018

Like Lovers Do







 
My hands shake
beneath this precious dawn,
not for myself,
but for the fate of humankind,
a land I do not belong,


for my eyes see the peaks of Himalayas
in the tips of pine trees,
where bluejays perch,
contemplating their next flight,
and the grass,
as Whitman pondered,
this precious gift, otherworldly. 


No, I do not belong down here,
yet I am grounded,
for my spirit is in flight
with the hawk,
scrying above,
screeching solitary,
as a murder of crows
attempt to take it down
from the most holy sky,
yet fail,
again and again.


I see this world like a child,
wondrous and wide-eyed,
an explorer of my own soul,
the new dawn shines upon my chin, upturned,
and the breeze,
she tussles my long mane,
like a lover,
splaying my legs,
ever so gently,
apart,
to the virgin skies.


I belong in the waves,
meeting the shore,
the crashing of tides
beneath the moon, full.


I exist in the limbs of trees 
and the sound of my feet
bearing down upon this sweet Earth.


My soul longs for completion,
for respite from the dying world,

for I exist in both,

in a land where my voice is unknown
to the language of humankind.



© Photo & Words Susan Marie

Saturday, August 25, 2018

I Thank You






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You threw me away
like a second hand
used shoe
human being
with a heart


You threw me away
like tears
that fall from heaven
when clouds burst
volcanic
drenching us all
in divinity


But you,
you just threw me away


Like a rusted rim
rolling down the highway
some dusty remnant
of past
of lives lived
moments of
existence
now lying there
thirsty
beneath the ever so often
searing sun


Like waves that crash
endless upon the shore
you threw me up there too
and I became driftwood
floating
in uncharted territory


Like trees
that shed leaves
without emotion
or care
I fell
colorful and vibrant
Oh, so utterly alive
to the dirt and worms
to the dank silt of Earth


And you threw me there

Tossed me like a coin
flipped me upside my head
to my tail
over and over
and in your hands
I did not land
because you


You threw me away

And I landed not bent
broken or bruised
but safely within wings
of the most holy angels


Because you threw me away

I rose

And you

are left still staring
where a coin used to be
held lovingly within your palm
safe
beneath that searing sun
the rainclouds and thunder
floating endless upon your own waves
landing on other shores


And because you threw me away

My dear soul,
My sweet loved
lover
loving -


Because
you
threw
me
away


I
thank
you.



© Image and words Susan Marie