Stirring

I stir the drink.

Heat and small grains

Rise to the top,

Only to slowly sink

Back down,

The weight of forgiveness

Bearing them gently.

I am a god

Who can choose

To change the world,

Or leave it alone

- Either well or not so well.

Each action an earthquake

Every motion a revolution,

I see the separation

Of surface and content

And I see they are made

Of the same such stuff

As dreams;

While reality is disappearing.

I am each and every grain;

I am the whole.

I am a cat, and a blade of grass,

A murderer and a saint:

There is nothing I am not

As I dissolve into nothing.

I drink the drink

And it is gone.

Heart's Desire

I was lost, unaware, in betrayal.

Constantly running,

My heart's desire dragging behind -

The guilt so heavy in each breath

I dared not look back

To see its bones bounce with each step.

Instead I carried a polluted womb

Too toxic for life to grow,

That gave birth to dead babies

For years and years.

I could never carry one

Full term

But screamed for death

Half way through.

In she would come,

Faithful Kali

With her icy hands

To destroy the dream

Before it could begin.

Now I've asked her forgiveness

And she held me with such love,

Such tenderness and wisdom

That I saw my wounds

For what they were.