My Resting Place


Bury me in Mother Earth’s womb
where sun is carried in water
droplets, and tomorrow
lies untouched by human error.

Wrap me in a shroud of hope
and send my spirit to walk the scars
of her pitted cheeks to apply
the oil of remorse to destruction’s brow.

Blend my dust with rebirth.
Let it be the soil where change
can grow deep roots to stop the flooding
destruction of man-made destiny.


©Susie Clevenger 2014


Hannah, at Real Toads, prompted us to write from the inspiration of Son Doong Cave in Vietnam. It is an amazing, beautiful place. In this video it shows a forest growing inside the cave. I was moved to write about my pain of how we have harmed our planet and the hope somehow we can stop the tide of destruction poised to consume life. Transforming Friday With Mother Nature's Wonders  

Comments

Maude Lynn said…
I love those opening lines!
Gail said…
This is one that swept me up and carried me gently to the end. I want this, too.
brudberg said…
How close we were on this Susie.. The cave as a refuge from our own destruction... Like we bury ourselves... I love the image you have created.
Grace said…
Blend my dust with rebirth. - I love this whole stanza, Susie ~
Hannah said…
I'm grateful that this urged you to write from this painful place...it resonates deeply with me and I'm sure for many...it's bitter-sweet, I think...the discovery of this amazing place...because now it's exposed to, "us," where it was once pure and untouched. Thank you so much for joining the challenge today, Susie. :)
Gorgeous. I couldn't pick a favorite line - each one beckons, slaps, caresses, heals. Beautiful work.
Vandana Sharma said…
we all yearn for rebirth and new beginnings
Sherry Blue Sky said…
Susie, this is magnificent. Every word, every line, a prayer, a dirge........."Blend my dust with rebirth"...makes me want to go live in that cave.
Kerry O'Connor said…
Blend my dust with rebirth...

I love the whole movement of your poem, Susie.
Anonymous said…
Lovely. (Sad.) Agree with MZ that the beginning is especially compelling, the language and the idea of the sun being carried by water. Thanks. k.
Archer's Bones said…
"where sun is carried in water"

Love that turn of phrase. The whole tone of the poem is, to me, both meditative and active. Lovely.