As We All Are

"To realize that everything in the universe is connected is to both accept our insignificance and understand our importance in it." ~Jeffrey Fry

I

Shrinking the anxiety HOUSE
till it is small enough to hold...no...
To pinch
between forefinger and thumb
And hold before your
Squinted peering eyes So interesting, to view it from here
"David", turned somehow to "Goliath"
The power now available
To *you* From victim, to wanderer, to student, to
Poet,
To adventurer, to teacher to
MOTHER
To wife, too soon to widow. To
WARRIOR until
you listen to your skin
As well as pay attention to
Your heart, let the spirit
Pulse
Into you
Into you and through you

II

Life will lead in a dance
swirling you
tiptoes-beyond-tango fast
So fast high heels snap
and bare feet fall slapping
To the dance floor
Below The conundrum, heavy and awkward,
Loudly clunks,
Clanging as the warrior
Attempts to glide
across the dance floor It crashes against her chainmail...if
Armor

is what
That really was meant
To be...
For really, how do you define "warrior"?
That question is the conundrum, after all

III

I had a dream once
Of a mostly naked woman
Barefoot and oh, so strong
Forging a necklace
Of iron, stone, silver and bone But the buyer never came
So she forged on
Facing the fire over and
over
With iron, hammer, and anvil
stones and sandpaper,
Silver and bezel pusher
Bones and a dremel with a diamond bit
Creating She is a well armed WARRIOR
Yes. Perhaps. Yet...
Tilt
the
perspective
To see a different side: No need for warrior words, for
She is WOMAN.
In all her majesty
Not armored
But decorated, adorned
Of her own doing
And oh! Armor would be so redundant
Anyway...
For ultimately She IS the divine power
The very force
That drives the waves... As we all are

Each in our own right.