I need a second life,
\nfor the traveling of roots,
\nthe germination of passion
\nfrom the soil.
\nOne life is not enough.
\nI need time
\nto grow among the rocks
\nand be like them,
\nhave my own geology,
\nand race the glacier
\nat its edge
\nto the delta of the sea.<\/p>\n
I did not know
\nhow close birth is to death.
\nHow huge desire is
\nabove ending.
\nI have songs
\nthat must be written,
\ndances that must be danced
\namong the willows.
\nI need to be young
\nto end.
\nTo run in the tide
\nand drown in the earth.<\/p>\n
Therefore,
\ncelebrate my birth,
\nmy new mother.
\nThe day\u2019s new beginning,
\nand let my heart go out
\non the prairie
\nand be embraced,
\nhorizon to horizon,
\nand be earth
\nshattered in the beauty
\nof creation.
\nA second life
\nto fulfill the first,
\na second life
\nto house my beloved.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I need a second life, for the traveling of roots, the germination of passion from the soil. One life is not enough. I need time…<\/p>\n