This voice has been silenced
by betrayals and burnings
so subtle
it's become normal
belief systems that were
contorted to "fix me"
from speaking truths about actions
and wrongful intrusions
Greedy spirits
love to punish anything
that threatens to expose
its nastiness
uses any means necessary
to diminish her voice that says:
"Stop"
Stop excavating
Stop raping
Stop taking
Stop hitting
Stop manipulating
Stop yelling
Stop warping
Stop forcing
Stop intimidating
Stop killing
Stop groping
Stop attacking
Stop accusing
Stop talking
Stop demanding
Stop imprisoning
Start
Start listening
Start crying
Start stroking
Start apologizing
Start praying
Start giving
Start laughing
Start loving
Start playing
Start planting
Start liberating
Start supporting
Start caring
Start relaxing
Start trusting
Start truth-telling
Start tenderness
Start living
Saturday, 7 January 2012
Wednesday, 4 January 2012
Life is Precious
In the dream
She gave me
her typical silent treatment
life's experiences informed her to
think before She speaks
how those silences used to kill my
need-to-know why and right now
young woman's curious and playful mind
Her knowing smirks
spread thickly like a Mother's superior intution
known all over the doormats of every home
then her voice echoes as if it yawned awake:
"all I ever wanted you to consider is that life is precious. It's as precious as a gem."
that's it.
10 years of silence.
and this is what she tells me.
I become enraged by these pearls of wisdom
All the stupid, misguided, wasteful energy sufferings
when all I had to consider was:
"life is precious. As precious as a gem."
i wouldn't have done this or that
said this or that
or slept with this or that.
this is the beginning of the truly holy life.
no matter how humiliating it has been to get here.
I'll be damned to find out what she says to me in 10 years' time.
Perhaps: "Eating broccoli" will be a profound teaching
when my stomach is beyond capable of digestion.
But her echoing wisdom is from a woman
who has been desperately trying to get through to me.
It's me who couldn't listen.
She gave me
her typical silent treatment
life's experiences informed her to
think before She speaks
how those silences used to kill my
need-to-know why and right now
young woman's curious and playful mind
Her knowing smirks
spread thickly like a Mother's superior intution
known all over the doormats of every home
then her voice echoes as if it yawned awake:
"all I ever wanted you to consider is that life is precious. It's as precious as a gem."
that's it.
10 years of silence.
and this is what she tells me.
I become enraged by these pearls of wisdom
All the stupid, misguided, wasteful energy sufferings
when all I had to consider was:
"life is precious. As precious as a gem."
i wouldn't have done this or that
said this or that
or slept with this or that.
this is the beginning of the truly holy life.
no matter how humiliating it has been to get here.
I'll be damned to find out what she says to me in 10 years' time.
Perhaps: "Eating broccoli" will be a profound teaching
when my stomach is beyond capable of digestion.
But her echoing wisdom is from a woman
who has been desperately trying to get through to me.
It's me who couldn't listen.
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