[re]A-W-A-K-E

rounding this bend of spring,

[i am planting my annual nasturtiums today]

the stirrings and whirrings in my gut and in my brain [my soil & soul]
are demanding

my attention in a way that cannot be ignored any longer.

i need to write.

i need to catalogue the snapshots of poetry that i frame in thoughts as i move through my days--

small wonders
that RESOUND underneath surfaces, seismically,

that i'm so afraid to lose because they come quietly...but shake so deeply & surprisingly...

there is a need to taste the words and breathe them-- in and outward.
to make their texture is something tangible.

& then to examine them, too.

so here is rebirth, the REAWAKENING in this easter season, the breaking of penitence for the sin of living & leaving this glory unsung-- it's a breaking into blossom with the sun.

i am full of wonder at the energy that energy itself creates. at the abundance that is created by nothing more than intention. at the love that is, unquestionably, exponential.

and i know

that the state of matter is grave and gravelly and gray in this breath of the world's being.
that this reality is bloodied and disfigured and manipulated and greedy and riddled with brutality
so that its body is an unrecognizable version of its true self.

i'm not ignoring that maggoty flesh of it all.
i'm just waking up the possibility, the potential for another version, another narrative to write.

at least for myself. and for you if you want it.

i am so blessed to be brought into awakeness, into aliveness, every single day by girls who live rawly, righteously, respectfully, RESPLENDENTLY-- reveling without any reservation or recognition that there is any other way. thrown into this sharp focus, i am compelled to confront myself, and to offer the challenge: can i help this GROW? in me? in them? further? wider? deeper, even than these dimensions as we go out and touch the rest of the world.

this spring, i want the answer to be

YES
YES
YES.

a YES floating on effervescent wings & netted for moment, microscoped & marvelled into a formulation of an emulation and a re-creation, & then released to the joyful wind again.

it's waking UP and writing DOWN-- an undulation that is a celebration of the gratitude for this truth.