Meet Me in the Woods

bleeding out.

i bled this love out
gave myself until i was pale and weak.

spilt open my arteries
just to be abused and corrupted
as the mother earth
gives man her tributaries
and he pollutes them.

i am bleeding out
with each passing moon
each turn of the tides
each shade of the leaves.

pieces of me in every spot of sky
every river and every brook
i am loving
i am giving myself to all
i am bleeding out this love
for the earth
and her creatures
and those touches of humanity
that seek not to destroy her.

i will pour my devotion
into the deep blue lakes of the north
i will seed this love
in the dark brown soil
to grow prairie grass and milkweed
and my daughters in the ground
that sprouted from my glove
on a cold autumn day
will feed and love
and caress the sky and her children.

i am bleeding out this love
whether you like it or not
i am constant
i will always be "too much"
too much feeling
too much love
too much rage
and too much blood.

but i will pour the marrow of my bone
into the red river of the north
and sing songs on the breeze
as the birds dip into the lakes
of my body and soul.