MADE TO RISE

Along the Way

 

I can think about laughing

can’t get any further

the space in my body

I know

feel like I know

what’s on its way

so I’m holding expectation

between my fingers

holding faith in the changes

undulating

swelling

sliding away

and at times

in evenings I wonder

if I fool myself

but it all seems too real

to laugh and there it is 

again what am I 

waiting for 

what’s all this stillness about

can’t I just reach out

there in my throat

where are the women

where did I put myself down

who am I to close my mouth 

I’ve got to let it go

lightness in my throat

got to open it

let the women come out

let me in

let me laugh.

 

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More Along the Way

 

This time

I change each day

every night I grow

return to her

in some way or other

remember the

flow

the fear I contain

the way I work

around it

like bark

rough bark peeling 

from the tree

the core

what’s inside?

there’s lightning

fire in my body

and I must

find what is inside

I must live one day

wake up

find myself

has parted from the

center has recalled

I am a passage

a record of all the darkness

and the softness

I’m tumbling through

No legs

Just a heart

and for now

I will work

through the night.