Feminine Moses, for Heather - Poem

Feminine Moses

I can feel my toes again

And I can see the trees

For I can hear him -

Mother Earth’s servant

The Great Communicator

Gravity

His gravelly voice

Is finally loud enough

To cut through the barbed wire

Telecommunications lines

Between my many minds

But I know

Gravity did not raise his voice.

Like Mother

He whispers

Stone-like

Solemn

Staid, he stays

Constant

Indifferent

When my many

Riotous

Selves

Dance the golden calf
As my soul’s wooden staff

Disappears around stony bend

To Sinai once again

No… the congealed breath

Of gravity and Goddess Earth

Rebirthed

The moment

I looked

Into your eyes

Those dreamtime sighs

Through morning dew

And you sighed a new

Day into being

My selves obey you

Instant silent reposes

As you, a feminine Moses

Come back into view

You hurl no commands

As men are wont to do

But whisper instead

“I love you”

And planets skate across the sky

A zephyr blows across the sage

A mouse burrows soulful soil

An old woman at mute memories smiles

And my million selves

Catch their breath and...

I can feel my toes again

And I can see the trees.   

--Eric Marley

for Heather Dawn Marley

April 2015