Monday, June 6, 2016

this knowing

i sleep beside a lamb 
no longer a lion 

i find myself alive 
without fear

trust lays like silk upon us in summer
and the warmth of wool waits for our winter

we pioneered the deserts
and finally found water within her wells 
never once sought salt in our wounds

we sail without sinking 
with will we honor 
where we've been and what we build

there will be seasons with storms 
tornadoes, quakes and weaker bodies 
but I hold this knowing in my teeth and in my bones

these roots are the deepest kind
our skin is layered for survival