Contemplations

In these troubled times,
are we closer to the roots
as we witness a shattering of the old
as vaults of dark secrets
are being cracked open?

Are we relieved
that scabs are being
ripped off
and wounds can be seen
and breathe at last?

Do we feel our buried grief
and the unspoken laments
of our ancestors
as we let in the heartbreak
of our abandoned sisters and brothers
who’ve been cast out for centuries?

Is the inhumanity
firing us up
to love more?

Can we show our tails now?
Come out of hiding?
Get real?
Be whole?

And what about the Earth?
Can we see what we have destroyed
and cry for Her?

Are we able
to see our Oneness
and commit to foster healing?

Are we now inspired
to gather in the streets,
at altars,
in temples,
at the sea,
and become humble
before the Divine?


Poems