My daughters
Reborn endlessly of midnight labor,
I wrestle with your souls’ distress,
This imposed impossibility
Of liberating you
From brutal grip of certain life
Feeble me
Sidelined to the rear playground corner
Witnessing your tumbles,
Unable to retrieve--or aid you to believe
These bruises will convey
Their own distilling consolation
Daughters
Each so astonishing--disparate
Strong, yet ever fragile
How inadequate my prayers
My irregular devotion
Abandons you to deep abyss
Of faithless survival
Lord,
I granted them to You
An everlasting age ago,
Let my sacrifice suffice,
Impart hopeful
Salve to desperate wounds
My womb
Still aching with the fact of you,
Stinging waves swept you to my wild shores,
Forgive my labor’s fee
Embrace this deficient life
With love
About Me
- HeidiMarie
- I have hundreds of great ideas that keep me up at night, so I'm going to post them here so that they might eventually be taken up by people who can implement them. Then when I see one of my ideas out there, I will be happy and I will sleep. Lots of people seem to think this is a very bad idea to give ideas away, but I really think this is what's wrong with our society. we need to recognize that we are stronger working together than we could ever be working apart. I think of my ideas as a way for me to be involved in development meetings all over the planet! If you are viewing this blog and you think, "Hey, I've always had a great idea!" Well, send it on to me and I'll post it here with your name or without it as you please. This is all about sharing for the sheer fun of it.
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