Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy
cathy_edgett

Morning Poems -

Honoring

 

A great sculptor reveals the shape in the stone,
carves away the superfluous.
We, too, once we feel our bones,
the shape molded by thoughts,
dropped like rocks in a lake,
we, too, know the shape
of the wave,
lifted on ocean hands,
presented to the sky,
the foam for a taste,
and the rest,
breathed,
with sea
through land

 

 

We must love our work,
all that we do,
for it is us.
We bring our inner out,
like a starfish its stomach
to feed,
only our stomach is offering,
like a pomegranate,
the richness of encircled seeds. 

 

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