Ode to a Small Thing

Bring your preciousness with you.

your childlike valor,

your whole-ness.

Hold these inside of each inhale-.

When there is breathlessness inside your bones

and you cannot untangle your thoughts from the sides of your skull

let the hopeful wrap you in oil.

Bring your wishful thinking, your denim whispers,

hold them inside of your gut like gems,

dug in the earth roots of the other side of your spine.

Residing there, they gleam like fear in the eyes of your enemies

Your softness, and your mercy,

bring your fleshy intuitions.

Let them breed, let them seep, furious,

Or with a quiet heart,

into the hinges of your jaw

so that when you see need of your voice,

you speak only with what knows of the richness within you.

Do not feel that you cannot be soft.

Fill the spaces between your fingers with dirt.

Feel your quietness take hold of the earth.