Saturday, March 25, 2006

I Am Becoming.....


Jayne Relaford Brown

I am becoming the woman I've wanted,
grey at the temples,
soft body, delighted,
cracked up by life
with a laugh that's known bitter
but, past it, got better,
knows she's a survivor
that whatever comes,
she can outlast it.

I am becoming a deep
weathered basket.
I am becoming the woman I've longed for,
the motherly lover
with arms strong and tender, the growing up daughter
who blushes surprises.
I am becoming full moons
and sunrises.

I find her becoming,
this woman I've wanted,
who knows she'll encompass,
who knows she's sufficient,
who knows where she's going
and travels with passion.
Who remembers she's precious,
but knows she's not scarce -
who knows she is plenty,
plenty to share.

Painting by Henri Matisse, 1905, Woman With a Hat


Rexroth's Daughter said...

Oh the joy of it all! How beautiful.

TDharma said...

this is beautiful -- what a celebration of older, wiser, happier women. Thank you Sigrid.

TDharma said...

i love the internet. I just ordered "My First Real Tree" using paypal. This poem is just so damned great -- I look forward to reading more from her. Many thanks for sharing such a wonderful writer!

Endment said...

What a celebration of the wholeness of being.

Thank you so much.

adagio said...

the matisse is gorgeous. the facial expression, childlike. naive. uncertain.

especially like the poet's imagery: 'a deep weathered basket'. the hold-all for a life rich with experience, good/bad/indifferent.

karina said...

Beautiful! And needed now more than ever...