May You Be Engraved

I write myself

once again

into the book of life

sky a page

river a page

muddied earth

and body a page.

 

I write myself

as I am written

by wondrous

communities 

of cells, bacteria, networks

of fungal knowing

prayers of the ancestors. 

I became

and become, 

persist and will

return with this turning

of planet, species, 

sound, yearning.

 

You and I 

we are the books 

we will never finish reading

but live, revealing

concealing, 

disintegrating

into the vast library

of what is.

 

Today I forgive

what I never

embodied

resuming

the pilgrimage

that is my beginning

my unknowing, 

a temporary page 

of an endless

scroll.

1 Comments

  1. Eibhlin Nic Eochaidh on November 13, 2022 at 6:52 pm

    Dear Elana, i love the final stanza, the self forgiveness, the beginning, again, the perseverence, the acknowledging of our temporary page in an endless scroll.

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