you are like the sun
shining
on a day
grey
bleak and dank
like when the cold rain
settles deep within your
bones
and city smog clogs your lungs
you are like the
sun shining on such days
while driving
a bird flutters by
with the flowers budding through
springtime's forever battle
with time
and you
the sun
shining
your energy is
Mother - Father nature
combined
and the clouds
gather in cirrus wonder
trying to block you
from reaching the
Earth
but
you
are
shining
like a stone tossed and turned
flipped over three times
skipped across a pond
ending on the bank of a river
turned upward
neck craned
feet planted
in dirt and silt
a part of history
of time long past
yet here and now
you are
the sun
shining
brightly
like
gold
© Susan Marie
I call you self
mirrored in an iris
solitary drops
of tears
the dew of morning, fresh
gracing petals
pristine and magnificent
I call you self
standing in baptism
in blessing
naked in purity
no weights nor burdens
as the wind
your voice
speaks volumes of ages
of antiquated species
I call you self
alive in the turbine
the hurricane
the tsunami
the earthquake
the deep rich soil
beneath footpads
in other worlds
times and lives
I call you self
the fresh breeze
that kisses my cheeks
as my head tilts upward
towards skies of cerulean
I call you self
my beloved
for I love self
and self is love
and all of this
existing
is divine
as a dream
as no sleep
as the deep black dark
velvet coat of night
as the rich morning burst
like a palette of desire
the sun
shines
for you, my self
I call you self
for you are alive
and all of this
for you
for the universe
is self
the moons, planets, stars
are an extension
of your heart
the leaves of the trees are your limbs, love
your spirit is self
in this world, this great expanse
this book of knowing
and not knowing
being and not being
laughing and crying
loving and letting go
in this immense skyscrape
you
are
self
do not discount your being
you may be but one feather
on the tip of the wing
of an angels flight
but you are golden
self
so be happy
be happy self
for you are self
and this is what I call you
for I am you
self
my beloved mine
I belong to only you
and my heart whispers poetry
in this hollow place
this beauteous world
this troubled time
come, come and smile, self
you were born with wings
that beat as thunder
with the volcanic rumbling
of Mother
Father
Earth
simultaneous
self
my love
beloved self
I call you self
© Susan Marie
