Monday, July 8, 2013

He Said

He said
he'll never leave
so I walk away
to get caught up
in the tangles of life
like fingers in the kitchen of nappy hair
searching for freedom
like the prayers of the dying

He said
he has patience
so I allow myself
to wither and die
knotted, black, and naked
like a summer peach tree
until the spring
where life will gather all the fruits
of my gestation

He said
Love
He said love
like he was familiar with Her curves
like he kisses Her lips
aches for Her earth
and found Her in me
So I expose my darkness
let the pain unfurl
and I wait

I wait because
I have never heard
a soul speak from the invisible
never saw how breath gave life
never knew the tangibility of a blessing
until
He said...

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