Where love lives
That place in between places
A Crack where we give up
The No-ing we have
To let in the understanding we need
Willingness to tear apart
What was so
Lovingly built
Because we see
Its not working anymore
And from the remains, a bridge is made
to the churning soil
Of change
Don't be afraid,
For the bridge is my heart
Freed from the perception
Of what I thought should be
That place in between places
A Crack where we give up
The No-ing we have
To let in the understanding we need
Willingness to tear apart
What was so
Lovingly built
Because we see
Its not working anymore
And from the remains, a bridge is made
to the churning soil
Of change
Don't be afraid,
For the bridge is my heart
Freed from the perception
Of what I thought should be
The dark night
Bedtime
It has worked for months
It has worked for months
But tonight
And the last several nights
It's not working anymore
And the last several nights
It's not working anymore
My grip is holding edges of night
tight
with clenched teeth
my arms give out
I let go
And it falls loosely like a wave
Over us
Your eyes find mine
And see they are soft
With surrender
With surrender
And you smile
Stretching into your freedom
Of a mother not in control
But in communion
That Crack
Where love lives
And shines
flooding the dark
lighting your questions
With Yes
In that reaching light
Mother-Heart beats strong
The rhythm of what is
And swells and empties to the lilting song
calling in
What will be