BY KERRIE WORKMAN POETIC JUSTICE

How I Tend To The Slivers Of Moonlight Assigned To Me

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BY KERRIE WORKMAN

I want
to go
about
life-things
with as much
Beauty and
Tenderness
as can
be.

With what a beloved
friend of mine calls
quiet joy.

Merciful now,
I feel for all the fearful
resistance
and
karmic residue
that’s built-up
inside of
me,
over God only
knows how long
(eternity is).

For everything
that keeps
me asleep,
self-estranged/God-estranged,
deserves to be treated only
with courage
and respect.
As my witness,
I believe it’s up to me to gather-up the suffering
in the same gorgeous way Diego Rivera
once painted brown women
tending to the light
in the marketplace
by holding baskets
full of calla lilies
in their arms
and on their
unbreakable backs.

Last year, I admitted,
to a lived point
(one where there is no
turning back to the old life),
the radical and most real prospect
of my own soul’s freedom.

That is what we mean by destiny, right?

And, sometimes,
how I am to tend the slivers
of moonlight assigned to me
feels way too terrifying,
and even,
bewildering.

That’s the power of conditioning, right?

But if there is one thing
I have come to trust in midlife,
it is the holy gospel of my own
deeply felt perceptions.
Recently, I get the sense
that someone
kindred
is moving towards me,
as naturally
as the prayer
that gets offered
at first light,
from heart to sunrise,
in the quiet
of a broken
miraculously
unbroken morning.

Life and love
are being remade now —
I believe, for all of us,
everywhere —
in our own private ways.

In the one life
I can call mine,
a more real,
mature joy
is being sprinkled
and allowed into
the potting mix,
and what I honestly
hope for is to find the words
it does not get any better than this
running up and down
my thankful pink lips
in far more
moments
than
can
be
counted.

For more self-study, The Urban Howl recommends The Universe Has Your Back: Transform Fear to Faith.

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Kerrie Workman

Kerrie Workman is an artist and creativity coach living in St. Paul, MN and the founder of once upon a tree. She is a humanitarian and creative with a background in international education and human rights who is fueled by a deep love of global art of all kinds. Her visual art has been exhibited and shared in galleries in the United States and Canada. Her writing has been shared mostly privately, up until now. Connect wit her on Facebook.

  1. And it may not get any more beautiful than this…

    Some of the loveliest words I’ve heard.

    May your soul sing in such a way all the days of your life.

  2. That is just so kind and lovely of you to share. Thank you, Gregory.

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