Grace and Gravity: Message from Mary
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
Nouvelle Lune, ©2011 Soasig Chamaillard
believe me, I adapt
carry me with you
then and now I bring
some substance
to the ins and outs
of living
this throwing-me-away
no-longer-needing
is a ruse
won’t stop the bleeding
(je m’excuse)
is self-defeating
the air is getting thin
all up in here
count down, lift off
fly free
but do remember
space can leave a void
and gravity is grounding
woos the oxygen
beware out there
the molecules are few
and far between
the grace unseen
so wear your helmet
like a rosary
breathe in, reach out
and keep me
keep The Baby, maybe
even keep the bath
it’s holy water
∞§∞
If you enjoyed this poem, you might also have some fun with “Arise and Umbrellize.”
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