Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck Poet Free verse

Mysterious Gifts

You ask me what powers I want
that I'm not sure you have.

I ask you what we want
that could never be our power to give.

At first I thought of health
and not just unwise stagnant wealth,

But deeper still
I long for clear and true integrity
for me
for you
for us
whether together
or disinterred apart.

It's not my obscure dull worry,
as you might later restory,
this issue history
and physical mystery
that all life falls apart
like energy
when closed
and just in parts,
left hemisphere reductive.

And wider still
we belong within resilience,
not fragility

Where fragments suffer cynics
afraid to sacredly remember
we were once all of one part,
matriarchal ability;

It's my start,
resilient integrity,
not fragile mendacity,
my health discerning path
to polypathic wealth 
with less pathology 
not yours to give,
but ours to learn

Together,
or disinterred apart.

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