On Most Days You Forget 

only hard nights

will remind you

there's a difference

between sleeping on your right side

to sleeping on the left side

of your body

forgotten in nightmares

wonders shall never cease to end

because we took all that nature called

holy and turned them into disregard

in the dark of the night

while we sleep

something full of precaution comes

to collect my breath

something full of boundaries crossed

disobedience tries to remind me

of the value of my life

in those moments

i call out to all the gods

including Jesus

my pleading buried in the mercy

of mother nature and

yes something full of hope answers

a beam of restoration glows

a glimpse of restitution shows its face

in the mirror of my conscience

the night returns my breath to me

daybreak reminds me that

yes the breath I just fought for

while the rest of the world was asleep

is a collective breath

now then friend

may we not rely only on hard nights

to remind us

there's a darkness

that resides under our feet

and each day we must learn

to thread on it lightly

with a lightness

we may make an attempt to

limit its reach

around above about

and beneath us

as we step on the toes

of mother earth

she calls calls 

yes she calls on us

to observe the deep waters

to learn its way

today in my waiting

i heard our mother say

something about this deepwater

i know

          that if it flows long enough

if it perseveres

            it will meet its clean

just like our hope backed with right actions

            can save us.

Oma

Poet.

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