MADE TO RISE

Dream in an Old Country House /

Undulations of Man and Women

 

They were perfect when they

                 stood like trees

                                      he said,

                                            straight and bare.

                       Heads up in the air

              she said.

                          Understand this,

                                        said he,

                                               we were the saviors

                                                         the ropes on the mountain.

                                    And we the stewards

                        she said.

                                    They made a ruckus

                                                 he said,

                                                         Our service saved...

                                                 She said,

                when our bodies turned 

       to ships

and we crawled, shouting

to the hills

when we tried to run

to heal  

                         I hid away

                                     he said,

                                            it was not a gift.

 

When we were quiet our thoughts

combusted she said

sometimes we would sing 

and time swept up into waves

adjusted.

Sometimes we danced

to ascend, finally 

to express

and combine -- My!

It was good.

 

And then she noticed

                         he was gone

            and she sat

with palms open

still.