Each Cycle

Each cycle

I expect a lesson.

A before

And then an after.

An integration

Of information.

But hello summer.

I see you, galactic central sun.

The sun’s sun.

Sol del sol.

Soul de soul.

How beautiful to align.

A syncing with gratitude.

Of gratitude

And remembrance.

This was not a lesson cycle.

Surprise 

Of the fullest,

Oldest

heart.

This cycle

Is a

birth.

She

Is here.

More 

Than ever before.

Here she is.

And I allow

The me

To die.

It will take moments,

But the work gets done.

I am my midwife.

Here for this.

Above all else.

Ivy
JUNE 24 2018