Five decades, and more
To burn, release and recover the intended message
given in a way
to silence my voice
to teach not to ask
desire
want
to learn not to be touched, comforted, embraced
Five decades, and more
to uncover the meaning
intended
expressed harshly
Now, with the wisdom
of the trees
stones
wispy clouds
to know
my voice
my desire
to know
I can touch you
even if
I have never
seen
smelled
heard
tasted
you
even if
I have never walked in your
village, town, threshold or
slept under your roof
even if
I do not look into your eyes
enjoy hearing your voice
agree with your desire
Now
with the strength of the vibration
of feet dancing
complimenting the rhythm of the earth’s heartbeat
I know
I can touch you
be aware of your warmth
comfort your fears
without allowing
silently
my truth
to be penetrated
with your fear
