A Vision of the Bone Woman - Kalia Mussetter

[Lawrence Robinson]

A Vision of the Bone Woman

The bone woman has come to us,
danced up from our love for each other
through the cup of your hand
or the fringed bowl of my eye,
and I am using the best bright shells
of my heart to make for her aching wrist
a curling bracelet of light,
so she will know my love for her.
The bone woman has come to us,
danced up through the music of our embrace,
and I see you are building from the
sweetest timbers of your heart
a simple rocking cradle for her aching bones,
so she will know your love for her.
She will rest gentle
and pleased with these things,
like a string of beads laid down white
on soft grass.
We will then each fly new
like a just-made wing
in the freedom of easing her pain, 
and if we ask, she will settle with us
to the task of building a boat
for ourselves and our future.
And in this way, slow, like rain,
we are taming her wild voice,
soothing our ears and calming our hearts,
So her painful bones will sing to us their
songs and visions
from the whole vast world,
buried so long under the sea.

	- Kalia Mussetter