Let the Day Be Praised
By
Radiance Angelina Petro
Rise from the deep
blue womb of the ocean,
and walk, ungarlanded,
to the tide-swept shore.
Blow a kiss to the past,
and be nourished by froth
and waves, and the strong
togetherness of feet and ground.
Assemble your wishes—
there is no more taking time,
no more time-keeping,
no lengths of time to follow.
Focus on the spot in the skull
that radiates tones—hear them
in advance—their floating, ringing
resonances tickling your insides.
The lungs want air–
sing with your whole body–
let the day be praised–
as one step flows into another,
and a rhythm emerges.
Let the dead watch you go
as you declare your intention—
deep and strong.
Soon you will be armed
with flames and arrows,
as you storm the horizon,
letting the world see
who you really are.