I wrote this poem for all of us.
Here it is, in all its deep simplicity.
WHEN THE UNIVERSE SPOKE
Into the night we lay. A talking begun in silence.
Hands lightly clasped. Ribbonly braided, paganly trysted.
Aired, fired, watered and earthed; spirit invoked.
“How do we unravel hate and fear in this world?”
We invited the Universe to speak.
In silence we listened; in silence we heard
“Be meetful, be greetful. Lively and bold.
Allow sadness and shadows; let longing unfold.
Travel, talk. Bounce, digest.
Be stilled in small silence;
Whether we make love or break love,
The world can connect.
The word is not love,
The word is respect.”
Into the night we danced, unbraided.