I Am Said I (Huruma)

Bare stalk of tree thrust Claw into gut of sky And mine Winter-sharp vision I can see and feel Everything Labour pains Dying throes Pangs of birth In tandem Subconscious memory Playing out Beginnings and endings Fresh flesh failing Body bent in pain And adoration The spirit is willing Pre deliverance restlessness Upon us Mother and child All over again Curled up in bed Whoever lives Whoever dies I do not know how I can survive Without her

Water is a womb In my dreams It nurtures Some unknown subconscious Still to be born Water is a woman In my waking A still inspiring tranquil Sea at the dawn And dusk of day Now And then A tempest inflicting The frailty of man upon Perishing rocks A river rushing From mountain top To ocean depth Tears of compassion And delight Uninhibited flow Of love and every Emotion Water is a calm swell Rising imperceptibly Breaching boundaries Seeping in where it does Not belong You open your eyes On a bed floating in flood The damage is not Beyond repair But it will take forever And she flicks her eyelids Glancing sideways She sighs Get over it! Maybe she really wanted Me to drown To save me again In that unfathomable Logic of her love