spring becomes her [full poem] (Patreon)

spring becomes her

merging mother magnolia

she becomes spring

magnolia mother merges

breath offerings (barely audible)

pink petal pirouettes

fertile devotion!

“i’m trying to let go,”

she said, eyelashes wet

with glistening moon water.

“i’m trying to lose myself,

and become nothing again.”

she whimpered, nuzzling her

forehead into spring’s limitless

heart space

“you have to be something,

before you can become nothing,”

spring replied softly, maternally.

“patience. all comes in its time;

drink This nectar and be full.

do not seek premature heart break

do not try so hard, honey,

to be That which you already are…”