Sunshine

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Before, I was the Sun

Beaming heart across the eons

Warming all near and distant planets

.

I couldn’t see them

But I knew my children were there

Somewhere out in the vast darkness

I held them, in love

.

I thought I knew them,

Each of my offspring

Although at a distance

I thought I understood

.

But, after the terror

Somehow, I am now in the cold

Trans-Neptunian

I have become, one of them

.

Now, I hope that the Sun exists

Now, I yearn for Her rays to find me

Now, I just wish something would hold me

Alone, out here, for so so long

Now, I understand

.

Before, I was the Sun

Warming all near and distant planets

I thought I knew them

And held them in love

Now,

Out here in the cold, aching

I can hardly see

I don’t even know if She exists

I fear I may self-combust, with no presence to notice

Now, I am children

Now

I understand

Synergy

(You)

As universe itself

In the power of its own creation

Each of us has the ability

To reflect upon our philosophies and actions

.

As individuals and as groups we can decide

Within existing conditions

How we will take action, and

As we imagine

What kind of systems we want to create

We can imagine the world from various perspectives

From the Neolithic Mind,

From the Industrial Mind

Or from the Synergistic Mind of the New Era

What do you think will be important?

How can we begin to proactively create conditions

In the New Era?

~Image and text paraphrased from Pamela Eakins’ Visionary Cosmology

Darkness

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Let the darkness eat your eyes

it will give them back to you

and you will know

compassion

Let the darkness

tear open your form

release your

glowing innards

Let the darkness

leave you still

on the cold, cold earth

watch it play

as you stand witness

your eyes, its form

Let the darkness heal you

stitch you back together

fill your occiputs

nuzzle your cheek

This friend

it teaches

it heals

it terrifies

it waits

Let the darkness eat your eyes

it will give them back to you

and you will

Know

~This poem was recently published in a women’s literary anthology! If you’re interested in all of the other amazing reflections on this timely structure, check out Death: Deep Reflections from The Sisters of The Holy Pen, ed. Pamela Eakins at:

https://www.amazon.com/Death-Deep-Reflections-Sisters-Holy/dp/B08GVJLKZN/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=death+eakins&qid=1599943100&s=books&sr=1-1