I’d Ask For Wings


I should have five minds, to read 
my towering stack of books and 
report back with a synopsis.

Five heads to hold the clarity. 
Five hearts to hold the wisdom.

And if I’ve had five lives to hold 
the sum of my experience, I must 
have known five surrenderings.

Having died so much already, 
why would I fear another death?

And I should have five arms to
shelter everything I’ve come to
love. Five eyes to capture beauty.

With five souls to sanctify, I’d ask 
for wings, that I might make five
flights to my Beloved.

LBM 3/25/04