The loneliness of the heart
Rivaled only by the lies of the mind Found In each other How do I encounter me? Wholly? Fully? Or pieced out of acceptance By a mindset of separation You have left me to know me I have been sent by the divine On the wind Mirror me Polish me And release me Back into this oneness Come home to me Return to your indigeneity This blackness Has left the light on And the door open for you Enter Come together And kneel with me For the ancestors Sing their praises Black body Become talisman Like amulet Signaling the way home It was nothing until we felt Until we saw And became through one another You called to me to manifest The edge of my understanding Dances with you Teach me To be me By being With the me in you Come black to me Come black to me Come black to me
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AuthorI am a poet, for better or for worse. It is a way in my being that, ironically has no words. It is a way in my being that finds me when I, and helps me to, forget. I am a poet, for better or for worse. Archives
November 2021
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