Summer Time(lessness)
I dreamed
my skin not light enough not dark enough
holy soil
fertile with sacred messages
from a universe unwinding
from past hymns echoing
from dying stars
spreading carbon atoms thru infinite space.
one of these mornings
you’re gonna rise up singing …
Energetic charged space
humming ancestral hopes & dreams
down a long line of wombs & sperm
joined by love scarred by lust.
you’ll spread your wings
and you’ll take to the sky …
My double helix
reaching past
joy
fear tears
blood-blood-blood
birthing history timeless history-to-be
Africa, Western Europe, the Land of the People.
but ’til that morning
there’s nothing can harm you …
On this planet
mornings
come and go
what harm done to
one
is done to
each
wounds healed by caring
not denying.
so hush little baby
don’t you cry …