How Grandly Will You Live? by Alise Versella People write about the beginning of time And lately, perhaps given our current state of affairs The end of time The destruction of the world as we know it An apocalyptic society and how we'd weather after the storm Or how we wouldn't Much less is written about the middle We can guess at when the universe began Discuss theology and who, if anyone, if really up there In the great unknown Listening Waiting We can forewarn our coming doom The eternal flames we may soon Perish in… But we don't write about the middle The present That gift wrapped up in a bow Now Here is now I want a story about Now About you and me and the sea I want the now of your pulse beneath my cheek I want I want Until it's gone We will be gone And I am wearied By the onslaught of stories written about our demise What happened to LIFE? Our tree trunk bodies Stretching their roots Deep into the soil Soaking up the...
Women's Spiritual Poetry