Fruit
Nine-
hundred-thirty
years
since
the breath
of life
breathed
into you…
Almost as many
in this cursed land.
Through thorns
and thistles
we have walked
together;
do you
remember
the cool of the garden?
For I
cannot forget.
You—
who gave
the beasts of the field
their names…
You—
who first called the birds
of the the air…
You waited for me.
bone of your bone,
flesh of your flesh--
When you lay beside me
do you still
burn for me
as I burn for you?
My desire is for you
only.
When you touch me
does your heart
beat red
for me still?
I—
Mother of all the living--
have watched
all turn to death
by your side.
Nine-
hundred-thirty
years
is too long
to be...
unforgiven.
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photo Red apple
7 comments:
Oh, I really liked this part...
"Nine-
hundred-thirty
years
is too long
to be...
unforgiven"
Really.
I have to echo L.L.'s comment. Such weight in that number! And in the burden of not being forgiven.
I liked so, so, so many images here, including the one L.L. pointed out, and this:
When you lay beside me
do you still
burn for me
as I burn for you?
Oh, and this:
When you touch me
does your heart
beat red
for me still?
Truthfully, I loved it all. Great stuff. Every bit of it.
This is wonderful. I liked it all, but this spoke to me...
Through thorns
and thistles
we have walked
together;
do you
remember
the cool of the garden?
For I
cannot forget.
Walking life together, in the hard places, remembering. Great images!
"Through thorns
and thistles
we have walked
together;
do you
remember
the cool of the garden?
For I
cannot forget."
Laura, you've touched me deeply with this one.
My reading has been so spotty lately - so glad I didn't miss this one! beautiful...
This:
"When you touch me
does your heart
beat red
for me still?"
took my breath!
BTW love the new look of this place!
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