it is a new little ribbon,

for you. i will tie here,

yet not too tight.



it has been a long time now.



yes, said the bear.

a long, long time.

‘isn’t the sun warm?’  said the bear, ‘and look i speak in italics’



yes, it makes me feel better.



‘which the warmth or the format?’

you know how you can hear me,

when i am thinking. ‘yes that is because

i came from the forest, it is quiet there,

we can hear everything’

yes.

‘where have you been all day?’

here and there and felt the air

on my cheeks.

‘ so i hope the blanket of sadness

is lifting?’

yes. thank you bear.

i was gone all day, and my feet hurt.

i folded tee shirts, was confused with socks,

tried to be good, got it all wrong.



what did you do, bear.



‘i stayed here all day, i don’t want the money’

so the sky is pink, the window is open.



listen to the crow call, or is it a rook?



we have the memo.



‘it is cosy here this morning’, crooned the bear.

when I took that right turn
onto a long unchartered road
I knew not where I was going
but for the first time I was free
knowing love travelled with me
love my undisputed destiny.

hapless devotee,  
willing to sacrifice bread crumbs  
for a taste of mercy  
from some Body you’ll never meet.  

you remain on your knees,  
despite the digging of the roots  
of the tree you cry beneath.  

the pebbles make you bleed
there’s lacerations under your sleeves
you're wailing at your incapability

say, pitiful creature,  
why are you still
on your knees?

wet dirt
adhere to me
sand of the earth
mold me into being
your perfect being

(an inexistent being)

mother
nature
embrace me
allow me into your center
i will burn at your core
to become nothing
once more