An ode a day for May 2014 - day 20 - To the village who holds my head

To the women who lift my arms
When I have no strength to raise them above my waist
To men who love me close and from afar
Who whisper words and share art and stories passed down
To lovers past who have remained as friends
To friendships unbroken
To family and unity so rock
So ocean and mountain
So stare
So galaxy
So always
To sun
To son
Who lights so laughter and gentle
To village who I am nothing without
To prayers screamed to the heavens within
To all art and creativity
To fingers and nails and veins and elbows and palms
Grabbing me so safe
Holding me secure
Make sure I see tomorrow
To connection so real
Only God can know