tis the beat of sorrow

that carved your voice into the willow,that whispered to stars in your name.i am she whose back twas arched,who brought you from the land unknown.who suckled your hunger and filled you with awe,who held your hand on walks of amazement.and i am the tint and the hue of change,the anvil and the forge….that brought you…

became the sun, the rain, and the wind,and the turning of the seasons…what if i fell in love with the lockon the knob of the door to eternity?what if you were the only key?whose hands would make the turn?what if i fell in love with shadows,etched by the blade of hungry light?whose face, whose form,…

stopping for prayer and crossing ourselves,reciting scriptures with trembling hearts.or sit crosslegged on our debit cards,for a dose of enlightenment.or walk behind teachers as if we were sheep,praying to be delivered from the battle.god is not god,god is more than that.cannot be bought by ritual or repitition.enlightenment hath no debit card,and sheep are led to…

speak without claiming identity,without shouting, ‘self’!speak without grasping,clawing, and holding.keep your judgements to yourself!i dont need to know the color of your god,or what war you say he was born during.i am more refugee than disciple,i will not follow!speak not of streets of goldwhere angels play harps!let us speak of these streets…hard and raw, struggling…

boil water for coffee,wash dishes and fold clothes.unwrap layers of new sunlight,write letters and quietly think.take long walks with dogs,and speak to random strangers.offer a hand, and say thank you,listen for the sound of wings.laugh at squirrels bickering,watch as leaves begin to fall.help old people load their cars,share a smoke with a homeless man.walk in…

their God devoured….yours, with open hands!built the land of the freeatop your teepees and your bones;and went out to conquer the world,with eyes of glass,…………………and hearts of stone!