Parting

Like a child wrenched from the teat,
I cry out here.
You have removed yourself from me,
and all warmth and goodness seems gone, forever banished from my grasp.

I feel bewildered and blinded by what I perceive as your abandon.

But you, how you love me, even though we must say goodbye!

You, in your wisdom, know I cannot grow until I reach for solid food, until I taste a world of my own, separate from your embrace.

I hate you for the severing, but love you for the unclipping of my wings.

ELECTRICITY NASCENT

It was the kite in the air,
and the fingers at the end of the string,
the mythos in the key
dangling
there,
daring the lightning
into discovery.