I walked around you seven times under that canopy and you smashed that glass our hearts flew and all around us Cheers Then moving down the line with these mixed up mashed up years Three growing precious seedlings in our shared garden fertile soil, tender new leaves blessings of fruit and flowers cornucopias of sheaves As we battled side by side when hard times demanded nourishing: Little bud born before her time now a blossom flourishing Little man struggling with his anger calmer in his essence Angel child's illness and recovery: a blessed efflorescence Yes this woman is thankful appreciative beyond words and simultaneously so weary of always struggling to be heard yes, deep inside long years remaining invisible less and less warmth of emotional and physical and now, somehow your motivation has been tossed the way to each others' spirits in raging heartwaves- lost If this sacred bond was written in fire Baby, you have left me to burn The only way to save myself is to search for all I yearn I made myself into what I thought you wanted Pushed my soul into a tiny box now it simply won't stay in and I bust open all the locks
I put out the fires of the stars in my eyes to try and fit your flow in the process lost myself in the abyss ignoring my inner glow
Well my darling it is time to be released from darkness if you will not take my hand if you will not run with me if you will not accept my hands of help if you will not be willing at all I will walk seven times around the fire I will smash the glass of my heart I will pick up those pieces and hold them up to the stars I will be rebuilt, taking back the constellations
I will throw them back into the vastness of creation I will honor our process before I gently, firmly, take apart the sweet universe we have constructed finishing the start we will protect our flowers And you will wonder as you turn into earthen fossil stone
Why on earth, why in heaven's name are you suddenly alone
In a Jewish wedding the bride tradionally walks seven times around her husband-to-be and at the end of the ceremony he smashes a glass wrapped in cloth and it is the most beautiful exciting part of the ceremony
I will always treasure that moment despite the emotions in this poem