My spine supported by the trunk of the tree. Root down,
sinking through the ground and holding onto the sky with my hair
sliding
underground
a doe drinks water from the pond.
A jonquil. the soul flower. splash
of yellow in the dark.
PURIM-- turn the world upside-down.
water in the sky. yellow flower like the sun.
roots become branches; branches turn into roots.
The doe no longer hiding underground, drinking in the dark.
Now we are drinking from the water in pure light.
Turn the world on its head.
frost melts. water turns.
is so sweet. intoxicating. like wine
until you forgot the difference between blessed Haman
blessed Mordecai because no one is cursed any longer
now that the water is out
and you know what it means that it's one.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment