Inspired by Hiroaki Umeda’s Split Flow and Holistic Strata
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.
