put me in that place
because I only want
to keep meeting the wine
the Beloved is pouring into my blood

fill out all the wilted places in the universe
the parts that have forgotten our truth
of being
light without boundary
or decay
breathe sap into the flesh of where we are headed
reach into our root
and remind ourselves
that we have never been apart

what will I do with my new body?
I always thought that I loved enough.
but these are old and tired now
this loving and thinking
the lonely I
new limbs to feel my Self
are reaching across our bodies
seeding
this Earth so well prepared
with the deaths of all those hurts
Next time you see me
see you

return to the well
moonlight reflecting
on water's skin
the sun

internal eye
lit with sight

with nothing
i still the world

the road is only something we made.
the path is only what we crave.

i keep coming back,
to feet, to walk the well trod path.

oh Spirit growing ripe,
to be plucked by Death
from the Tree of Life.

not much unlike,

Earth. Sunning on celestial vine.

this circling in time, appears to mind, a line.

not this, not this,
said for the hundred trillionth time.

nitsa pomerleau: Equinox

nitsa pomerleau: Equinox: ....Edward Gorey

don't be so sentimental
let go of dark ways
of wasted days and waiting


light has found your eye again
are you going to turn it away?

What is opinion, but a fractured vision?
In every breath there is something I have not yet carried
Open hoping: to present, to presence, to death.
Feeling body, feeling mind that calls it mine.

I, loves you.
I am, and all Is die.
Would you hold me for a while?