Unconditional

Sister snake
pauses in our path
to remind
how pushing is pointless
until we’re warmed
again by sun.

Like hers
our blood is cold,
recognizing this place —
and how we must first
learn to love low.
And it’s strange
how these two —
sacrum,
sacred —
share the root.

We need
to get down deep
and then up
out of both —
and it’s okay.
Low or high,
we can find
where we fit.

The wide world
will always want us.
And this Motherlove may be
the only unconditional thing
there is —
and to reach it,
all we have to do
is breathe.

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About Emily

I may or may not have: A. Dirt B. Ink C. Paint D. Wool under my fingernails.

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