The Great Allower

Come, Great Allower

and let me understand how you got so small

that time has forgotten the day

it began

.

Come, Great Allower

explain to me the stories in the patterns of the multitude of stars

the ones we see only when the great Light, the great Life

goes out

.

Come, Great Allower

and let me see the beauty of my mother, who she is

although it took me all my life and her lips have grown too frail for

her smile

.

Come, Great Allower

help me understand how my father turned so grey

and I, all too small, found his shoes and put them on

and ran

.

Come, Great Allower

and give me sight to see the butterfly while it is still a ball of silk and leaves

I won’t know him then, but one day I will remember

and see

.

Come, Great Allower

as you allowed my tongue to mold these words

as you have given it so much to say, in blessing and in curse, allow it part

from me

.

Yes, Great Allower

I see now — in causation or in chaos, I do not know which —

that in all of your abundant allowing, life

comes in

California coast. September 2016.
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