Ephemeral

You are the piece of earth that gave birth to me

Composed of sinew and tissue

The womb I grew from

Mother ground

And now that you are gone

I feel you all around me

In the breath of wind you surround me

But also deep inside the hollowed places

Carved out by mixed up desires

And frustrated longings

I sense so much that is unknowable

A glimpse of yearning for being

That appears almost ephemeral

As fleeting as a feather on the breeze

I feel myself blown this way and that

By winds that blow

And storms that rage

Until my very being becomes the storm

That raged with a yearning for a life

It could not quite find the way to

And as I flow with this

I weep again these tears

That speak of so much more that words could ever say

And as I cry I feel my lostness

As a great unwielding energy

Beating like a trapped bird inside my chest

Then as I bend to touch the ground

I feel my wings unfurl

Not knowing yet

In which direction to take flight