Be

Who told you to love like this -
this inscription of the heart?

who told the flowers to open,
toward the midday sun,

who tells the sun to rise,
against the faded moon,

who brings breath into being,
bloated life bleated into seeing,

who taught your eyes to witness,
the bounty of the earth?

who taught the earth to fill round,
and bound it to the stars,

who told the water to matriculate,
circulate through the body of life?

who taught your mind to speculate,
educate it's own meandering,

who thought up your dreaming,
told them how to sing?

Who told you to love like this -
this madness, insecurity -

creation has always said "to love,

Be."

Love Poem

dream with me
like the wild, fiery skies

dance, dance, dance
sing to creation
step with me, land
with me

feet under foothills
guardian hills, rocks
tumbling in our time
our rhythm

love alongside
my imagination
your dreaming -
soul speak

"it's a marvelous night
for a moon dance,"
a story we told
when we were younger
laughing, holding on
to youth

dance, dance, dance
fling your heart open
let it spill across
the painted skies
northern lights
like a love poem
we wrote
with our souls

Undefinable Me

sense of belonging
or longing

nations commiserate
enjoin members

yawning across a divide
as wide as the sea

dancing alone
inside the undefinable me

Lucky Pennies

sorrow is like a penny
turning up beneath
joyful dancing.

face up, tail down
postures of grieving,
wings spread, lifting,
neck bent back,
stars leaning into
stretching palms

it comes, it goes, comes
and goes
day and night, day
and night
and joy leaps between
two sorrows, two tears,
two leaning into night,
broken hearts.

though the dancer
dances under the gracious sky
she always scans the earth
faces up, tails down
postures of grief
reasons to cry