To the face I did not know
The one whose name is clandestine
Spoken whispers, just below hearing
Your breath did not share my space
I never knew your laughter
Nor could I recognize your voice
Your eyes and mine have never met
But I grieve the loss of you.
The you were human, like me.
The you who had happiness and sorrow
The you who was quiet or loud
The you who was every bit as breathing as I am
The you who was every bit as worthy of love
The you who was every bit as alive
You were invaluable to the fabric of the Universe
I stand as witness that you existed
I attest to your right to dignity as a human being
May love now surround you with grace and mercy.
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Shadows Vanish
Try as I might, I can’t keep from weeping
I wish upon wish, my traditions keeping
But from my heart, my tears are leaking
Your silence screams at my speaking
Oh, how I wish you’d trusted me more
Instead of looking for ways to score
From my chest, my heart you tore
But those are shadows of vanished lore
I love(d) you with every bit of my being
From our home you stole while fleeing
Every bit of our future fleeting
I wish, I wish that you were seeing
As these holidays warm others homes
I watch and miss you, feeling alone
My traditions are now gone to tome
May love find you someday, wherever you roam.
Pass it onward!
“I’ll drink to that!”
Recklessly she discarded words,
that,
from another’s lips,
warrants confetti worthy celebration.
But because her breath is liquid lies,
the cloak of alcoholic obscurity
barely acknowledges discussion.
Smoke and mirrors,
meant with the road to hell’s best intentions,
whiskeys its way over the insult.
The gilded desperation staged as
Happily drunken after!
Pass it onward!
Fire Walkers
Come join in the dance of the Firewalkers
Come join in the song of the giving
Come join in the joy of the fearless talkers
Come join your hearts of the living
Once they were lost in pain and sorrow
Once they denied it, no joy to borrow
Once they’d forgotten who they were
Once they left for freedom unsure
Once they were nothing but frightened
Once they were hurting and raw
Once they were banished by self-induced exile
Once they were blind to what they saw
Once they rejected a healing touch
Once they gave in to what seemed too much
Once they refused of life to play a part
Once they closely guarded their jaded hearts.
We sing:
Come join in the dance of the Firewalkers
Come join in the song of the giving
Come join in the joy of the fearless talkers
Come join your hearts of the living
Once they were left broken and crying
Once they were deluged with the lying
Once they felt left out in the cold
Once they were rejected for being so bold
Once they were chastised for their thinking
Once they were left to their addictions and drinking
Once they refused the hand that was offered
Once they had drained all of false-love’s coffers
Once they’d gotten lost in the days
Once they felt overcharged and way underpaid
Once they found comfort in self destructive ways
Once they refused to kneel and pray.
Now they sing:
Come join in the dance of the Firewalkers
Come join in the song of the giving
Come join in the joy of the fearless talkers
Come join your hearts of the living
Now that freedom is here with you
Now we can help release pain from you
Come join in the dance of the Firewalkers
Come join in the song of the giving
Come join in the joy of the fearless talkers
Come join your hearts of the living
Mare Martell 