I am the Universe

rain dropping onto a window seal

drumming messages to ancestors

morsecoded hope never ends

night sky cracks constellations

erupting hurricane of stars 

brings windy trickster of lies

washing away memories

to hide and silence the truth 

wanting the mouth to open

only a muted cry 

speechless in the morning

after seeing the destruction

where, where is my child

 a mother screams loud enough

to release her inner goddess

breaks her once stone strength 

her womb grieves and throbs

a dry painful gulf

bloodless moon shines above

finding only wet shores

beds of mud and straw

to cement her into a path

walked by some became loss

fossilized bed unmade

to embrace and cry on

mud surrounds her 

etching around her flesh 

of salty flows making way

an island of misery no shelter

open awaiting stark 

just stars covering her 

too far away for comfort 

to give warmth or hear her grief

all they can do for her

is cast their lights from afar

and wait for her to realize

their voices have meaning

her voice a part of their music

a pause captures her 

attempting to understand 

what her heart can’t accept

with her eyes and mind

she looks at the night

passing the floating clouds

perhaps her child’s hiding

between layers or on a gleam 

of one of those stars

the silence whispers to her ears

I AM the Universe

live just live                                      now.