The oceans spill into a cup.

The oceans spill into a cup.

I drink from that cup and approach

the gathering of ages and

salty burial grounds.

For me, I remember a time before friendship –

I held anguish, frustration,

anticipating the arrival of my tribe.

I waited for one who knew the same meaning I did

of sacred sexuality, death and grace.

The landscape was huge, but my people are now complete.

Somehow we have gathered. Over the years,

we’ve erected pillars

on neighbouring streets to see if others would recognize

our colours. Some came near, joined, but after a while,

they left and situated themselves

on the opposite side of the theatre.

Patterns increase. Wounds are given priority over love.

Fear becomes a discipline

and loyalty to another merges

with the sickness of self-denial.

The oceans spill. But there are certain things

I will not drink. I was born for a different music.

Love will win out. God is greater than the world

and all the people

world-bound, world-committed.

There will be arrival, the fruit of permanence.

Yearnings will be eased

and my tribe will see, finally rejoice in

its expanding form.

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First published in “Synchronized Chaos” July 2017

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