Abscission – poem by mare

ah — it is fall,  early Nov.. stunning streaks of yellow, gold, red and brown across the gaze, temperatures dropping, frost crispy underfoot in the early morn.. and it’s a bittersweet time for me. time for the gardens I tend to wish me well for the winter and I, I to crawl into my winter den of hiberation at the desk and internal ponderings of writing and other more subterranean bubblings.

this prompts me to share a poem I wrote in the fall, back in ’96, at at time when I was far more caught up in sorting through my life dysfunctions (not that that habit has not stopped, mind you! ;~) just shifted a bit to less dysfunction and more fun, I’d like to think… )

oh, right, I was honored to have it published in a collection back in the late 90’s, a Baltimore – based poetry collection.

[Abscission is the botanical term for the process that a tree goes through when all the juices and nutrients in a leaf are pulled back into the tree itself to allow the leaf to then be spliced off and fall…]

 

Abscission

 

I do not know the struggle there is

when a leaf looses hold of the tree

to take its turn to the earth.

 

Whether the painting of the forest

streaks from the echoes of fights

to color between tree and leaf.

 

Or a calm, quick exit is cut, to say

“Farewell, I’m off”,

and the breeze embraces the trust of fall.

 

Does a tree wish a leaf well,

in the leaps of faith each shedding

takes in the dance of decomposing?

 

Shall I ever cross my parents’ threshold

for once, to say “Farewell, you are strong

and I am off”?

 

Or part a lover

with a “Thank you, you have given me much”

to cascade with joy onward?

 

Could I ever shed my fears as foliage painted

to turn and turn to dance in the shadows of light

and become humus under my steps?

 

mare

baltimore

1996

About Mare Cromwell

Referred to as “The Voice of Earth Mother” by a gifted Shoshone elder, Mare Cromwell is a multi-award-winning author, Medicine woman/Lightworker and healer. She has also been told by another gifted elder that her work with Earth Mother is in the prophecies. Her books include: "The Great Mother Bible"; "Messages from Mother.... Earth Mother"; and "If I gave you God’s phone number.... Searching for Spirituality in America". She has studied with Native American teachers for twenty-one years and sat on the World Council for Wisdom Gatherings for three years. Mare leads workshops on our Sacred Planet-Earth Mother, Womb Wisdom and Sacred Silliness and more. She is the visionary and producer of the 1000 Goddesses Gathering in Washington DC. Mare loves to be involved in Ceremony. She is also a former worm herder. She calls Western Maryland home. www.marecromwell.com
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