“Love Song for my Organs”

dedicated today to all of us who are learning and re-learning self-care….

love song for my organs

(by ire’ne lara silva)

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this is a song i didn’t know

needed singing needed singing

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a song for each morning

a song for each night

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offered with awareness

offered with gratitude

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decades have passed i did not

know your colors your shapes

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the work you do have done

or what you needed from me

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now i know this song needs singing

i will sing it everywhere i go

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i name you now breathe softly

upon you hold you tenderly within

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kidneys

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you are not forgotten never

you are cherished and i am grateful

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i bring you rainwater and riverwater

i bring you flowers tiny blue flowers

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i bring you these my two hands filled

with sun light with starlight

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i sing you strong sing you whole

and thank you for filtering my blood

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heart

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be strong little heart as strong as you

have ever been you are my life

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when i am still i hear your beating

feel it in my chest hold you close

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in a dance that will not pause while

we are living i envision the flow of blood

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flowing to you flowing from you moving easily

moving swiftly through wide open blood vessels

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pancreas

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you have been sleeping little warrior

it is time to wake time to speak again

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i will bring you morning serenades

cascading flower petals and trilling birdsong

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you fought the rising glucose hordes fought

until you were spent until you could not go on

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years now i have lived on foreign insulin

always approximate subject to wild swings

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of not enough too much almost in time

i long for your fine tuned calibration

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i see you rising i hear you murmuring

words spoken at dawn i greet you

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liver

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lean i dream you lean see you lean and dark

brow furrowed ferociously inspired sculptor

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ferociously creating ferociously shaping each

work of art as if it were the first time the only time

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as if you were recreating the ocean the stars every minute

you are not a factory not an assembly line

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i bring you milk thistle i bring you flax seed in thanks

you are re-creating my life your art is my life

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nerves

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you tell me stories without you there are no stories

without them i would know nothing understand nothing

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of the world within or the world without

you are the carriers of lightning of moonlight

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you tell me i am alive you tell me i am safe

because of you the exquisite the tender of my life

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and also the pain and also the hurt the sharp the ache

but tell me stories i will always be listening

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skin

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hot breath tender touch running bare-fleshed in the rain

the warmth of the sun the chill of winter days the wind

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my boundaries my beginnings my endings my whole

life the whole world written on my skin my skin sings

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i will bring you gifts in thanks jojoba aloe avocado sweet

almond oil cocoa butter calendula shea butter and lanolin

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eyes

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for me everything begins with you I could spend days staring

at the sky day or night or morning or fog or thunderstorm

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so much sweetness in looking at green leaves bright colors

loved faces blossoms rivers rainfall sunshine long roads

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in my memories everything begins with what you’ve given me

i remember my life in a million images you brought me

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and all the words of my life all the books of my life

for all the flames and the moonlight all my gratitude

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gratitude

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kidneys.…heart….pancreas….nerves

liver….skin….eyes….all my body

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please forgive any harm

i have caused you

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thank you for this day for

every day you have given me

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now i know this song needs singing

i will sing it everywhere i go

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i name you now breathe softly

upon you hold you tenderly within