Sedna - Monica Richards

From the corner of your eye, I may say I am with you

Above the heads that look upward in disbelief

I connect, disconnect, emote, reappear

I don’t need to be known by the Universe

I travel moment by moment — a star to every sky

And We may answer any question put —

Like a vessel to the field of Knowledge

I was there and there

And now over here

I was here and here

And now over there

The fluttering of a thousand wings… The trampling of a thousand hoofbeats…

The turning of a thousand heads… The silky silence of flowing water…

Seamen may have heard until they turned their heads to look…

To see into the vast open endless answer

I am with you

I am with you

What is it and why is it that this is what we all desperately need:

Home.

A place to rest, lay down our head

Not knowing why but promised some reward — in the end

A strange Maternal process

The spell is neither Word nor Deed alone, it merely is

A strange Maternal process

Tears hot on my cheeks know no limits of feeling or time

The sirens gone and the rivers dried up

The invention of gunpowder compressed —

Spark!

The silent feline not acknowledging the mirror

A Fever —

Love

Brightest when misunderstood

The answer to a question felt but unheard

Mother is the most important word

Mother is the most important word

Mother is the most important word

Mother is the most important word