~love is

then I realized that love Is

   it takes a heart so strong

it can suffer the unimaginable 

   without question 

 a heart that loves unconditonalky

        with total faith in the beloved when they

   have none left in themselves

a heart that sees a soul

   when they cannot see themselves 

and endures storms

    over the length of time

Tbis is irresistable because it is contagious

when it all seemed to be just a dream

   there you were with angel wings

there is no regret for time lost 

   as you came as soon as heaven could allow

so young, but with an old soul

   the soul of an angel... innocient 

     yet with fierce determination 

you are my fierce grace....

Whatever fires we walk through

   my prayer is that those steps

will be taken together

perhaps farytails are not all wrong..

   this has been no easy journey

except for the grace of you

   who left behind downy wings

to love me when I needed you the most

   I saw myself in you....  

now you cuddle me like a cat

  you are my ninth life

we heal the wounds one by one

  and I know now that 

love can exist... as it is embodied

   in you..

 copyright   Katherine Wyatt 2o14   All Rights Reserved

~my Beloved

Oh my Beloved one when we touch

it is beyond the words and even the flesh

For oceans of time we have melded into Oneness

meeting in countless love stories,

Mother and child, sisters and brothers,

in all the forms of the formless

We lovers who always find one another

regardless of the confines of time

Time and space cannot extinguish this fire

It is you that has peeled the yellow leaves

from my branches and you alone

are the new green life that springs forth from within me

Together we have walked through lifetimes

and your soul signature is imprinted on my own essence

I have known you in a million forms

and we have found each other as our union is formless

uncontained by a single universe

    written in stardust across ancient skies

You hid behind ever changing countenances

     as I followed the essence of you

laying at your feet, graced to be your servant

as it was in this service of what is Divine I found

the merging of all love into the depths of a unity

        inexplicable with mere words

For this there are no words, but only this great loving awareness

And it is in you that love finds its end

rising as a cresting wave, seeming separate

only to crash upon your shores and return to your depths

Inseparable as the wave from the ocean is this lovesong

Chasing you as the sun chases the moon

we merge in eclipse and linger there in stasis

As the universe collapses upon itself in that ending bindi

we will be enjoined and explode again and again

spreading this love in starlight 

               across  endless newborn halls of time

© Katherine Wyatt 2o14

~do this in remembrance

am connected to this land

it flows through my veins

entwines itself through my sinew

   it is one with my flesh

this land and I share.....

its past and  au courant  present

I drink the waters running through

the  veins of thie Mother

the passageways that carry her lifeblood

All that has taken place upon this soil,

 art envisioned by Degas,

that soft space where lovers

 engaged in trysts under banyans

  along these bayous and riverbeds

..and blood spilled within the deeper soils

filter the waters within me

 with which the Mother

  gives suckle for my thirst

I feel the past and see it in my dreams

..as the slave trade moves

through my own blood...

 where they fell... upon this soil

where the indigenous people

   died  upon this ground

as the “new world” forged in fire

 modernity... paved its asphoalt i

  over the top of this land...

She is ancient

We plant seeds sprouting to life

     flowering in the sunlight

in this soil... nourished by this land

 as the fresh chard

tomatoes and peppers

 picked from this land

move through my body as nourishment

so does the soil that gave life

 birthed these fruits that sustain me

I become the Earth....

I bathe and the Earth cleanses me

with  living waters that have traveled

through lakes to bayous....

across bones and stones

 at the bottom of the rivulets

 whispering their secrets of days long passed

rippling through Her veins 

  I hear them from within

What has passed in and through this land

  lives in vibrational energy  within me

Take eat.. this is my body..... do this in remembrance.....

  This is my blood... 

 drink this in remembrance

“What you are.... I am...."

©   Katherine Wyatt   2014  All Rights

~in our own image

What a cruel thing it was

to create him in the image

of her own desires

stealing his mannerism

 making them sacred

shaping him into all she craved him to be

She erased his fault lines

swallowed his  indifference with a shrug

Despite each action

and words static with contention

he never slilenced his declarations

    of who he truly was

She filtered his being

through her own longing and made him

more god than man

He never saw her….

only what she lacked

leaving her behind

unnoticed

 to chase the dark butterflies he conjured

Secretly in those dark places

even she dare not look within herself

she hated him

He had played his part

meretricious as he bathed in her admiration

for who does not want to be adored

She failed to see

she had created her own agony

as she awoke to see the man

underneath the façade

the illusions

of her own making

She had only herself

to blame….

©   Katherine Wyatt 2o14