Sunday, April 10, 2011

I Wish for Only This

Art by Marie Ellerider (1791 - 1863)

The world doesn’t need to know
that I have lived,

Or how many times
I have died.

I do not desire my name
to be spoken of
or repeated in form.

Whatever the elements make
of me is fine.

I wish for only this:

That those I have loved
find themselves,

some day,

crumpled over
in the soil,

raining Her with tears
of ecstatic bliss,

because my soft gaze
softened their hearts.

(c) 2011-2017/Jamie K. Reaser

from "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" 

Published by Hiraeth Press