Jennifer L Granville
My Remembrance - Poem by Jennifer L Granville
I took with me a remembrance of that day;
That moment of the sacred.
A scant handful of the soft green grass I wet with my tears
Of burning thankfulness,
And as unknowing modernity rushed ever efficiently
Beneath our nestled feet,
We lay upon the grassy hillock, within our piece of stillness,
In that moment of serene divinity.
As we lay fitted in such sweetly strange symmetry,
Foot to hip, belly to lip,
Nature blessed us;
Caressing us with the soothing hands of all-knowing mother
With each breath of cool breeze that so fondly ruffled our dark hair.
And in the warmth of her affection,
Heating strong upon our backs,
We rested a spell, in the stillness and peace
And rightness of love.
In long moments of quiet indulgence,
I watched you sleep.
The bliss filling me so completely,
That the swell of it, growing inside me,
Pushed the sad loneliness from my very body
In purifying tears of silent sacrifice.
And with it all, I shuddered.
You wrapped me in your embrace,
And I turned my wet face into the warm hollow of your holy hand,
My face, cupped in offering,
Until my scalding tears fused our flesh together
In sacrificial procession, along palm and cheek,
To anoint the grass beneath us
In the sacrament of thanks
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