I create Air as an offering.
My eternal heart is open, receiving.
I am awake, taking a walk at home
in my hot black boots.
I am a monkey, a cat, a fairy, a dragon,
with visionary spiders as guardians.
I am surrendering
into innumerable birds,
flocking together, becoming rivers:
focused Water flowing as an offering.
I build supple bridges with my celestialness,
hewn with utmost trust
in the adventure of time and space
and choosing lucidity.
feeling everyone feeling everyone.
I am immense amounts of energy
spewing forth from places
of high sensitivity.
I am fiercely hungry and
relishing in it.
I release into rootedness,
my flowers planted inside
the Earth of Eden.
Enfolded and uncoiled
I humbly offer myself,
gracefully and with fervor
I create Fire as an offering.
I awake each day
to the re-discovery of loving you.
intricate antique lace,
and your soul,
rich intoxicating brandy,
have become my favorite books of poetry.
I relish you more with every reading.
I’d gone vagabond,
riding freight trains with
my dopey side-kick ego.
Now I am heart-woken,
a vibrating piano string
struck by your presence.
Our love is a smolders,
a peach being ripened by the sun.
And yet sometimes, you become ill
with the poison of past disappointments.
I hold you tenderly until the fever passes.
Sometimes I am a mess of ancient rage.
You sing me calmly back to peace.
We meet once again in this place,
filled up with
We love each other this way,
and we are
salty and buoyant
as the ocean I see us swimming in
before I awake each day.
By: Eden Rumelt