Singular but not Separate
by Alison McKenzieHaving shed
Material possession,
The roots of
Family and womb,
I am present
And accounted for,
Between the crevices
Of form,
In the stroke
Of fingertips,
I become
Love
The cosmic agreement
That manifested us
These expressions of
Residence,
Touch,
Harmony,
Alliance,
Collaborations,
Unity -
I am undone,
Until the “we” of it
Gives definition
To every sigh
And bliss;
Until the “me” of it
Expands –
Commingles with
Every awakened moment;
Until I am
Light,
Air,
Water,
Rooted in Earth,
The Mother who shifts
As I breathe
All that is
Majesty,
The alchemy of
Enchantment,
Flows freely
Through me –
I am but a lens
Through which
Divinity may pass
To embrace
Every blossom
On every living
Singularity.
01/26/2012