Manuela Cardiga - Guilty Pleasures and Culinary Treasures

SEE THEE TO THE BEAM I AM CRUSHED BY THE MOTE

God I say a prayer
For patience,
God I say a prayer
For love.

A man cried,
And I said:
“We fall
That we may rise,
We lose
to make space
In our lives;
Every ending
Prepares us
For the joyful
Surprise.”

“If we do not crawl
In darkness
How can we feel
The joy of dancing
In light?”

The man smiled,
And I think:
This is right
Every part
And particle
Of me
Echoes delight.
This is truth,
This is life.

And yet and yet
It shames me
To wake
In the middle
Of the night,
And wish for dawn

It shames me
That I still
Wish wish wish
The silence
Would end
And I was
Not a lone
Alone.


MC