Girl Child

The first of three girl childs

born of my pop and mum.

I would be the quiet, idealistic one,

the one who dared not stir the pot,

but rather enjoyed observing a lot,

paying particular attention

to the tangible tension

between the sexes

on an almost daily basis.

The women won handily,

ruling the home rather easily.

This all conveyed to me-

directly and

subconsciously-

the strength needed

of a girl child

constantly

to escape vulnerability

within a world

fixated on her sexuality,

rarely her intellectual ability;

a world where girl child’s

heart and brain

are discounted,

deemed second class citizens.

Hence, Girl Child,

either rule or be consumed;

with no apology nor permission,

go for yours or be floored.

No middle ground

here

to be found.

Stand tall,

to a boy child,

never ever

play small, roll over or fall!

Not just for you,

but for all your Sisters too!

 

Written in honor of the fourth annual International Day of the Girl Child, 11 October 2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Light in The World

What does it take

to be A Light in the World,

to accept the sacred invitation

to truly make flesh The Word?

A sprawling, often lonely,

task

that will inevitably

ask

the removal of all human

masks.

There’s no hiding,

only faithfully abiding;

Seeing the world

differently;

expanding consciousness to foreign

possibilities,

such as loving all brothers

unconditionally.

One will need to forgive,

to always relieve grievances.

No space for judgment and blame,

for pettiness and thoughts criminally insane.

Only the remembrance that we are all

fundamentally

the same.

A formidable call

to be A Light in The World,

to sow seeds of peace

in the Minds of the All.

Not for the faint-hearted, this role.

Indeed, many flounder and fall,

the ones who think themselves insignificant

and very small,

who know not how

to stand erect and tall.

Much is given to A Light in the World.

This path, once chosen,

one does not walk alone.

Vision, wisdom and extraordinary might,

all bequeathed to A Light,

all needed to keep up the human fight

that rages

within and without

day and night.

A Light

ultimately

returns home, to Love

remembers its function

is guided

only

by things holy and Above.

Penetration

What does it take

to penetrate

the walls you make

for protection’s sake?

How do I get

to you

into you

through you?

What am I to do?

I come,

you run;

I confide,

you hide;

I offer space,

you then hesitate.

What does it take

to penetrate

your mind

your heart

your body

your soul?

How to release

some of that control

to which you hold

as if it is gold?

A body so tight,

a mind attuned to fight

or flight.

Yet, underneath,

I see a spirit

seeking an invite,

desperate for a way out.

When you are ready

to let me in,

to be the feminine

to my masculine,

I’ll come running.

When you are

no longer so scared,

I’ll be there.

When your mighty walls

finally

crumble and fall,

I offer myself

at our beck and call.

 

 

The Rainbow

Caught a piece of the rainbow today.

When did such a sight

last come my way?

Cannot recall;

surely I must have been

quite small.

Just as a child,

I now stared wide-eyed

at the pronounced colors

against the stark gray

of the moist sky.

My wonderment I could not disguise!

What a sight:

The Light, One Love

splitting into its many shades above.

So mystical,

the rainbow;

Magical, this great spectacle;

A harbinger of a brighter future.

Blue

 

what you say about Blue

is really a reflection of you.

what you think about her,

a mere child, another’s daughter,

only reveals

your mind’s fodder.

it’s all about you,

Beloved,

never “the other.”

about the lens

through which

you see

your world

and your brother.

look deep within,

my Friend,

see finally

the depths of

your own self-hatred.

bring up to Light,

the memories,

tragedies,

stories

against which

you constantly

struggle and fight.

the ones that state softly

with great malignancy

only that

you’re ugly and unworthy.

beware,

going there.

for, ego will be scared.

it will deny,

try to you from yourself hide,

play with your mind,

saying:

“don’t go within,

too much of a burden;

play always on the outside to win.”

alas,

illusion, so easy,

often trumps reality

for many.

brothers, sisters, family –

we must re-member what we truly are:

Shining Stars,

servant spirits on a human journey

born of Him

to fully manifest

only our highest

and very best

Self.

Nothing else.

 

 

Deep calls unto Deep

such is when

Kindreds meet.

Deep calls unto Deep

when one cannot sleep

there is a yearning

as one is tossing

and turning.

Inside,

the child weeps.

Deep calls unto Deep

A dearly departed

snatches your heart,

tears it tenderly apart,

then captures your Soul

to make forever

free and bold.

Deep calls unto Deep

A majestic old tree,

an elephant resplendent

in its quiet dignity,

wondrous seas,

birth of little babies,

the birds and the bees.

All miracles,

they are

as the moon and the stars.

Look up and about,

Nature beseeches,

life so sweet

and utterly brief.

Deep calls unto Deep

 

 

COMPASSION

What a pity,

a Shakespearean tragedy,

when the eye

cannot

The Truth

see

and, thus,

compassion

will not

readily

from heart

release.

 

We all share a common humanity.

This, deep in our hearts,

we know with absolute certainty.

Alas, our tangled contradictions-

consequent of our latent inner demons-

often blurs our innate wisdom,

that place of great clarity

gifted to us from innocent baby.

 

Our commonalities outweigh perceived differences.

We are merely subtle variations

of the same exquisite theme.

One Love,

One Body.

Indeed.

All of us

playing

on the same team.

 

Heavy masks we often wear,

in lieu of sharing

we are lonely, hurt and scared.

Vulnerability, beware!

Crack the façade-

even a tad-

will, today, unleash vitriolic barrage,

instantly detonating a fusillade

of judgement and hate

that no mere human can take!

 

We pay a heavy price

for such unconscious vice.

As I am you,

You are me;

Whatsoever I do unto you,

that I unleash in me too.

 

Let he without

moments of debilitating self-doubt,

she who has never known

the fear of being alone,

go on, cast that first stone!

 

One Love.

One Heart.

Down with the illusions

tearing our limbs apart!

 

Solicitude,

this is the gift,

our remarkable aptitude.

Love,

respect,

empathy

for one another.

Anything less,

we all suffer.

 

To only connect

is etched

on every

Soul,

in memory

of The Whole,

so that

compassion,

we can never

withhold.

Dear She,

start

right

now!

just do it!

commence

exactly

where you are!

step by step

is how

one goes far.

do not allow

fear and doubt

keep you from

your destined route.

believe in you

this, you must do

to live a life

big

juicy

and true!

can’t allow ego

to de-construct

and run amuck

spreading rumors,

like a malignant tumor.

you’ve played small

for far too long,

drinking in

the lies,

the poison,

others hold.

beloved, these,

not for your Soul.

no!

take a stand

for you,

for all,

for together,

we rise

and fall.

even as you stumble

and tremble,

know you are

more than able.

it’s all in you,

the things

you need

to spread

your considerable

wings!

be always

inspired.

please

don’t

against self

conspire,

perceiving another

much higher.

To each,

her own path,

her unique road,

long ago cast.

so, no compare,

only road from there

is utter despair.

instead,

see the common humanity

and fragilities

in all human stories.

bask in the ordinary

of your hero,

that which births

the extraordinary.

when One-

like you-

breaks through,

reclaims her Essential Truth,

remembers her Light,

we all shine bright,

we all take flight!

 

One

We are each other’s keeper.

Truly, I tell you,

it does not get much deeper.

Parts aplenty, we

to One Divine Body.

Sink or swim,

lose or win,

in it together,

we, all humans.

You over “there”

me, over “here”

only results in madness and fear.

Separation (space & time), not real,

merely an elaborate illusion to peel.

I am you;

you are me.

No mystery,

only Truth, reality.

All else,

insidious myths

that keep us bound

and far away

from everlasting bliss.