I am a tree of life but my branches are breaking
And the thought of enforcing boundaries leaves me shaking
I knew this day would come. The catalyst has arrived.
But her appearance is nothing I could have surmised
The cool soil beneath the souls of my feet
This well-worn path formed by my heart beat
Everything! Everything is important to me. My heart wants to hold it all
My wise woman’s words telling me I can’t carry it all or I’ll fall
From an ancient wild forest she emerged from a bank of dew-laden moss
And she says to me “no, my child some of what you’re carrying is dross”
Statuesque with a tall basket upon her own head
She pulls from my load things that I dread
Complex emotions and situations from my past
I hadn’t realized so much had amassed
Ancestral traumas and narratives that defeat
She placed her hands on my own and laid these at my feet
We’re going to the stream she said…there’s cleansing work that needs to be done
We’re going to alchemize your load until your battle is won
Wading out into an emerald green pool
The water so refreshingly cool
Together we reached a briskly swirling eddy
She looked deep into my eyes and asked, “are you ready?’
“Lay your burdens down in the stream and watch them flow away
I’m teaching you how to release through the magic of play”
As I laid my burdens down into the bubbling flow
I felt a rush of tickles on my legs as I watched them go
My consternation gave way to a relieved smile
I looked at the creek bank where there was waiting for me a tiny pile
The wild wise woman began splashing her way back to the shore
I danced in her wake and reveled in her lore
Through her parabolic ways I learned how to discern piece by piece
What to carry close to my heart and what to release
As we stood together on solid ground I gathered to my chest
My lighter load that resembled a nest
Suddenly I noticed I had grown wings
And that they were made up of broken things
This leg of my journey now felt so complete
My energy and joy had become replete
It truly did all work together for my good
The profundity of my strength was being understood
As she walked away the wise woman gazed up to a clear bright sky
As she uttered the words, “and now you know why”
© Cozett Dunn July 25th, 2023
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