A Poem
JOINING
She got up this morning with premonitions of dark happenings
and we proceeded to join because sorrow cannot abide when love comes calling.
I extend tendrils of love beyond my body into her mind. She grieves deeply.
There is a loss of self.A wall with her name on it is coming down.
She grieves its passing.She sees it as self-annihilation.
I see it as redemption.
She leads the way. I push myself to join her.
It has always taken such courage for me to feel what we all resist feeling.
But it is the only way.
I join her in her. I welcome her in me making my heart a sanctuary once more.
I hold her. I comfort her
but she leaps ahead mourning the loss of a beloved cat in childhood.
The little girl bereft and alone.
Every dark and painful place a rebellion that we replace with sharing.
I cry both our tears.
She goes deeper to a place of swords and death.
I follow wanting only to catch up with her and love away the darkness.
I call the Christ. I am not alone.
Together we find her again and again and the darkness dissolves.
She goes ever inward to the mind of humanity and its suffering.
What a price to pay for separation . It is too high.
She doesn't turn back but births the world as I hold her inside and out.
It is joining and there is joy. We are home.
Posted 18th August 2011 by Chuck Spezzano
1 comment:
The way I read this, the author of the poem is the dominant one and sort of a control freak, e.g. "But it is the only way" and he is a "sanctuary." The line "I call the Christ" is also quite revealing.
So-called "joining" is about acquiring power over another person so far as I can see as demonstrated by the Spezzanos in print and in video.
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