Searching and found
Reading my words of years long since passed,
lost in the forest of whoever I was,
looking for footprints of who I now am,
I now recall writing strange ancient words,
do not remember though just how I wrote them.
Footprints meander all through the trees
through shadow and sunlight.
I worship forces much greater
than me, who carry gods’ names
buried deep in my soul, where
children and monsters live on
and change faces. Raped boy
and proud father both screaming
and singing lines written in
black ink, red blood, white semen,
loving and hating the lessons so varied
that helped them survive and learn what
they learned. Somehow I’m reading
the words of a stranger, me yet
not me, now loving the
soul who sought healing
and found it, now strong with magic
of him not yet him, but someone
much greater, traveling paths
inside and outside the fires
of creation that won’t burn
the forest. I wander and wonder,
who yet may I be? The voices now tell
how to leave future footprints
of me yet not me. Somehow I’m writing
the words of a stranger.
~ Wry Welwood
May 21, 2021
Some of the guiding voices:
Suntonu Bhadra, Dr Mehmet Yildiz, Carolyn Hastings, Somsubhra Banerjee, David Rudder, J.D. Harms, Christina M. Ward, Samantha Lazar, Viraji Ogodapola, Jessica Lee McMillan, Priyanka Srivastava, Denise Larkin and many more.
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