© 2019 Bethany Lee

    • Bethany Lee

    From Under the Air

    From Under the Air

    When you weep

    And grow weary

    Of the pain

    In this world you made

    And tire of the weight

    Of all who cry out

    And gasp at the ways

    That fear unsettles the souls

    Uproots those planted in you

    Tosses them to the winds in terror

    Where do you take refuge?

    Do you sink into the deepest pool?

    Find your way along the rising thread

    To the heat at the center

    The swirling heart that binds us

    All in place?

    Do you let yourself be held

    By the gravity?

    Or do you find a home

    Among the leaping ones?

    The rays who bound

    From sea to sky

    The orca launching high

    From under the air?

    Yet even there is no escape from grief

    Witness the mother who carried

    Her lifeless calf

    For seventeen days

    And seventeen nights

    A howling protest

    Or proof of the strength

    Of mothers who have the will

    To carry loss

    Far beyond a heart’s bearing

    You, Mother of us all

    How long have you been carrying us on your fin?

    Do you, too, grow thin

    Waiting for resurrection?

    ~Bethany Lee ©2019