I have to be
what I couldn’t be
for beings
that have been
but can’t be
free us
free me
free them
freedom,
so we can be,
free,
to be
as We
in Me
with Me
in You
with You
until then
I am Us
and We bout that life
this life
Our Life Lived
WayOfLife
Love
Ra-Hotep
if not grace
propelling love
to create
how would I be
love
creates
peace
creation
Got a Grip
you want me
to come out
a hard worker’s grip-
calloused
but callouses
peel
and love
heals
and grip
is strengthened
not lost
I held on
I’ll hold strong
Twin Flames
she travelled the world
I couldn’t
yet we connected
spirits traversing space
I journeyed her
a world of her own
Special Touch
heat’s touch would melt me-
both to,
and to be-
but for now,
I exist only as wax
to which a candle can never be made
without intimacy’s wick,
the spark of touch
and you,
for ‘we’
would glow in the dark
Carry On
her branches,
stubborn as rigamortis
her foundation,
deep as roots
her trunk,
wide as family
her leaves,
present
and her reach,
parted the clouds
and she grew,
as it rained
for her soil,
is love
and no winds,
could sway her
and no weather,
could uproot her
and the seasons,
lauded her resilience
because her essence,
was as a tree
a tree of-
life
prosperity
and health
and let it be so, she said
unmoved by challenges of the coming days
she lived in the now
her being reverberating an omnipresence
and her constance became a symbol for
life
prosperity
and health
ase(pronounced ah-Shay)