When the Light is Right

I turn out the light over and over,

But it comes back everyday to find me,

Shines through windows,

Between lashes, adjusts to earth’s revolution

Beneath ocean’s ruffling heart. Beckoning

 

To find me

 

A tall glass of water that

Surrenders less surface to the air

Keeping what’s within warmer for longer.

I call my mother’s name and hear nothing in return.

It seems the human in her has only

Critique for me.

I give any hunter of dignity no reason to target me.

And walk from old rules

Away from a game no one else is playing

To find me.

 

A string wrapped in chaos

To pull one means

They all twist

In the middle lies the abyss of Confusion, Unknown. Trajectories.

Ancestor wisdom whispers balance in the constant liquor, billboard, cell phone ringing.

The store’s shelves overflow

With things I do not need.

 

And for the things within me

pushed out of reach-I grieve.

Shift dirt from grave shared with the past to find me.

 

I know that the earth breathes and

Lets go of all the busyness and abyss

For the soul to resist decay

So that bit by bit memory is rectified and human experience

Spans not just this one human life, but many

And inside of you is a little piece of me.

Like Yin, I am embraced

as I circle thee.

Nest within nest, Quest returns home.

Bound up is the future for all of us.

I know the more I dive into crisp waters still from depth

The way will manifest

Will lift my limbs from incarcerating rest

To find their way in this world and from the story

Carve path free.

Reviews

[saroosh]

very beautifully written :)