Fields Of Gold Sunflowers And Butterflies by LouisaBryantAcrylics |
I have dabbled
In aloneness
Dipping my toe
Into the shallows
A safe distance
Close enough to feel
The comfort of friends
God with skin
God shedding skin
He tripped me
Into ice black
I fell
Descending right down
To the lower regions
Black panther prowling
Where Christ has gone
The deep recesses
Mother of all sorrows
That knows no solace
This patch of earth
This grave
Those standing round
The only environment
In need of saving now
This patch of earth
This grave
Beautiful body
Dearest child
The third to sleep
In this soil
Parents riven
To shreds
I am plunged
Into their
Nothingness
My soul abandoned
On the altar
Rebuffed
Lost for words
When God accused
Is held to account
Disappointed
That he did not take
Me instead of her
It's what I asked
(Earth Day, April 22, 2016)
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