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