MURMURS & MUTATIONS
Prayers during the journey from restlessness to rest.
1 | "Something More"
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The plough, my hands
melded,
as one
inseparable,
we went to work
under the sun
in the garden, all I knew,
all I hoped for
flowers
these were the things
that built my
towers
build them high
so others can see
build them wide
so others would agree
you are the best
unquestionable
profitable
but it became
unmanageable
I took my first step
When I fell to my knees
11 steps to go and you’ll cure all of my disease?
Virgin pure but now
questionable
unprofitable
will I ever be
salvageable?
I was made for something
more
a greater kiss
these petals were given
not to adorn the walls
of my objective
but to cover the casket
of my shadow
self
for the land
must lie
fallow
I separate hand and plough
I heed the voice whispering
the directive
the invitation
a corrective
He says to me,
lay down your tools
you’ve been faithful
not one act was wasteful
but come now to the table
I’ve missed our walks
the talks
Remember,
the wild where
you got your seeds
the seeds you eventually planted
Its in Sabbath
the dreams I granted
time to become pregnant
again
for what needs to birthed
in and through you
can not
and
will not
be of men.
/ JANUARY 2018, HAWAII /