This poem was inspired by my love for the women in my life…
I don't know where I would be without the
love and support of my sisters. These women have been there for me when I am
laughing and they have cradled me during those cries that make your body
shudder and heave with sadness. They've helped me put my life in perspective
over and over again. Reminding me that we've been in that dark place before and
we might be there again.... but we made it through.
These
women have carried me and I have carried them. They have kept my deepest
secrets and stayed humble in the process. They have accompanied me on my
Spiritual Journeys and encouraged me to recite my Intentions under the glow of
a Full Moon. In another time and place we have dance naked and sang the songs
whispered by Earth Mother. I know these women and I have walked, run and
crawled with them.
My sisters are my soul-mates and the loves of my life!
The
other day I was wondering what my life would be without them. What I realized
is their absence would be so great that would look for them. I would know that
something was missing and I would constantly look over my shoulder and into the
faces of strangers. I know this to be true because I looked around every corner
until each one of them came into my life to complete me.
In
the Absence of Sisterhood
I took a walk today to find my shadow
The first place I looked was near the ocean
I followed the scent of the salt sprayed air
I sniffed the mussels abandoned by the tide
and l looked for you
I called your spirit and waited for you to
respond
You did not answer my cries and I could not find
you
I went for a run today throughout the park
I ran beneath the Willow tree with the wispy
branches
over the bridge near the stream
filled with geese
I jumped over the low fence we called a
hurdle
while I counted my breaths
I allowed the air to fill my lungs and
energize me
But I did not see you there and you did not
answer
I went to the market today on the hilly side
of town
I thumped the melons and squeezed the peaches
I marveled at all the vibrant colors of the fruits
when they are permitted to ripen
on the vine
the
way nature intended
I purchased soap scented with lavender in
which to bathe,
I really needed to relax and I sorely feel
your absence
You were my shadow during each new lesson,
staying close and quiet
mimicking my moves in observation and respect,
hiding when I needed the right amount of
space
to make an absolute wrong
decision!
I laughed with you until my face hurt and I
had cramps
beneath
my ribs,
I wear this memory of bonding love
and intrinsic peace like a shawl
Our sisterhood is strength and compassion
of knowing without words and
silent sighs
We have travelled centuries in pairs and
threes
wearing costumes of lace, polyester and denim
you saved me from the singular…….. time and
time again
I cannot live my life without my sister-love
the want of a sister should be heralded as a
need
when we meet again,
we will pick up from that last
conversation
and you will have the last word
and
I will listen mindfully.
Del-Rita Butler: I have entered this new year with the Intention of nurturing the solitude in my life. I am facing the smallest questions and I am wrestling with issues that I have avoided for far too long. I am in the process of sifting through all the teachings and creating a daily practice that makes practical sense to me. I am learning to be more mindful and I am finding myself more thankful in the process. I have been intrigued with the small practice of choosing a word that inspires you or represents your place in life as you see it. The word I have chosen for myself is “Grace”. I infuse grace into all aspects of my life now. I treat the living with grace and I strive to treat others as I would myself. We are here to learn but it doesn’t have to be as difficult as we are lead to believe. Keep yourself in the company of people you admire. Humble yourself and find strength in each lesson. This is who I am right now.
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