Desire

Desire, I have maligned you

for too long.

I know you have always been close,

behind my

urgent list of tasks.

Often, I’d hear you

singing forlornly

when the moon was high

and the house was quiet.

I’d tried hard to deny

your siren’s call.

Each note, a wild summon

that threatened to shake

my world in ways

I could not tolerate.

Your persistent tune

filled me with dread.

There was no space in

my life for you.

I had babies to raise,

homes to care for,

money to make.

Some form of order

to align with.

Your promises of sweetness

would surely

make living messy.

Instead, I made you an outcast

in my existence.

I starved you until your

bones pierced your flesh.

I left you for decades

to rot in oblivion.

Perhaps I had been

properly enculturated

to think of you as dangerous?

I’d assumed you’d

lead me toward debauchery

and ruin.

As if, once I head your call,

I’d sell my children.

Even my beloved Eastern

teachings have told me

that craving, yearning,

and attachment are the

kiss of death to my

spiritual journey, to peace.

Now, with eyes open,

I say to all this,

“LIES! LIES! LIES!”

Desire is the enlivening force

of the universe!

It is the energy that forms stars,

creates planets.

Every proton and neutron is made

through this creative power.

Everything manifest contains

the seed of desire.

The acorn an oak,

the heart cell a beating heart.

You and I are gifted with

the desire to create:

art, children, memories, change.

Perhaps, just to glorify in

our ability to do so.

IT IS TIME TO ALLOW

THE MESSINESS OF DESIRE

ITS RIGHTFUL DUE AS

THE FORCE THAT

CREATES WORLDS.

Do we need any other

reason than this?

Desire is God watching

herself create.

Let her in.

Open the gate to the

ecstasy she offers.

Peel away the veil and

know that You are

the creator being created.

Step into your desire,

your passion,

your deepest creative

leanings.

Do not push the call,

the dance,

the song,

the adventure away.

Nourish desire at

your breast.

Infuse it with your love.

Express it with your

whole being.

Do so, as if your very

life depends on it.

As if the survival of the

species depends on it.

And it does.