I bring with me-
(remember, I have lived
harder and harder,
complete and impossible)
I bring with me
a beautiful planet.
For my light, somewhere
in this room, I give
my eyes to science, all
exiled, dreaming, secret
and unfinished- a perpetual infant.
I understand (one brief,
necessary moment) the heart,
the land, this steaming
island as if I, once
belonged here.
In a lifetime, once or twice
the soul moves gently
in its shell.
I leave (a graceful addiction
to this world) unspoken words,
the language of my prayers-
who remembers in springtime
the first steps in snow?
*I bring with me
a beautiful planet,
for my light, somewhere
and unfinished- always
a perpetual infant,
I understand, as if
I once belonged here
the sadness of the feet
that made them,
those first few steps
in snow.
2 comments:
That's amazing! Lovely poem!
Thank you Crafty Green Poet. I appreciate your comments!
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