I breathe a sigh of relief
I dreamt that the powers of money
Would force open my front door and
Rip me from my husband’s embrace
And my children’s souls as they grow
The apple tree has put out leaves
The plum and the cherry
So still and so alive
Are blooming
Every day I witness the cervix of Nature
Expand
Tiny motion by tiny motion
How grateful for this time
What blessing
And joy in stillness
What learning is there in these times?
Oh, so much and so deep
It has cut parts of me away that I never even knew were canker
To reveal the soft
Pink truth of me
Hidden away once
Now exposed to the air
Raw and beautiful and
Completely vulnerable
Another three weeks’ lockdown
And I am glad
Because my skin is so fresh
Like the cervix
I have been stretched and tenderised
Cut so that anyone can see
The unfurling of the leaves
And the blooming of petals
Everything is sacred;
In stillness is found
The only truth worth knowing
Nwyfre 