Roots and Sky




You are the drum,

deep, resonant, grounding.


You anchor me

into the beat

with your resounding presence.


I can sing

into the world

my heart’s melody

when your careful rhythms

envelop me.


When you root me

the way

you do,

my love,

I am free to reach

for the sky.

Come to Me

I do not like to get pricked
by thorns,
only eat sweet fruit.

So unwind this sharp barbed wire
of deprivation
from my heart.

Liberate me
with the awesome force
of your endless desire.

Come to me;
let me savor
that delicious nectar