nimosôm

i’m sorry to wake you

(nosim)

thank you for holding me, nimosôm –

i earth crash fall sometimes because i am unlike you

i am buoyant

i am in water a lot of times never drowning just upon that sacred space where air and water dance and make waves

i am floating so often that i am never held nimosôm

and it gets hard to be battered onto shore into rock into the places where my brothers

know they understand in their own way

how to be solid how to be strong

and i hear you, telling me, it is the body

that is learning it needs to be strong when it

crashes into hard unforgiving earth

and never mind don’t get me started

that i cannot sustain fire, pull it out of me

even keep the hearth in me alive

you call me

(nosim)

i am held in a way that makes it all so simple

i am so starry eyed and i have dreams

i am so gentle parts of me are asleep too

my wings my feet

nimosôm

how can you stand so long how could you

live so loud under the summer sun knowing

that winter was soon to come

i do not understand these cycles grandfather

i have been here so long yet not at all

(nosim, listen to me)…

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