Fault Lines

the lines
drawn
before this birth
from fingertips
in sand and snow
that align a path
invisible
from my spirit
to yours
are fault-lines
that cause
this weary planet
to quake and quiver
during earthquakes
tsunamis
hurricanes
and mad crazed
awakenings
of Vesuvius

and like rich
molten lava
you push onward
endless
volcanic

meeting me in sweet slumber

reminding me
of what is
was
and may be

and i greet you
with open arms
hair wild
natural
wind
whipping
tresses

as your chin
rests
in the crook of my
shoulder

oh, such utter
peace

and we watch the world
we were born of

together


© Susan Marie 

Artwork © Lynne Meredith Golodner