Many Fathers

[scorpiomoon]

A drum beats. A Slow steady rythmn
Father, solstice, awake!!
Steady force of Jupiter, you are my rising strength
I love you for leaving
Low silent songs in the undergrowth,
for me to find.
Mulch
DNA
mixes
as if in combination
with a symphony of errors left behind
only a poem is no error or fault
merely a moment in time revealed
not skeptically but flowing like water or love
or air or thought
I love your restless inability to see me
as I glance toward you in love
as a daisy raises petals toward the sun
hello I love you, DNA
I love the half of me that is you and the half of you that is me endlessly endlessly endlessly as I spin
In a wish dream which watches fruit on a vine
and ushers in thanks, as an assembly of messages
thank you I love you. Knowing you will never see my note
you will never see my message in the fertile soil
which range skyward in sunshine and echo to
ancestors.
Grandmother, tell your son,(sun) tell him he is loved by his children today. Tell him
they all sway and sing hello as they work to forget
his long silences which flow into winter