A Persistence of Sisters

            — a proffered collective noun

 

        Birthed singly, in pairs or, rarely, sets

        sometimes with a brother or, rarely, two

        alone or in a bevy

                sisters link

                        to one another and all of life

 

        in ties of blood

                that reach beyond the grave

        in spite of hate

                that stains our holy souls

        in cries of pain

                that soar to springs of song

        in eyes of strength  

                that see beyond the day

 

                        through all the searing firestorms time

                        the resistance of our sisters has persisted

                         

        through anonymous

                days    nights    years    lifetimes

        of suppression

                through the isolation

        of their blood

                through the darkness

        of their pain

                through the deaths

        of sisters    brothers    mothers

                through the murder

        of their children

                through rape

        of bodies    minds    souls

                through the selling

        of their strength

                through abuses of the wars

        of ever-angry men

                through all their pride

        of place replaced

                through all the lives in fear

        of death that drips

                through veins like chemo

        of strength renewed

                through heart

                        the pain endured

 

        they nonetheless persisted,

                revenant trees

        regrown beyond

                the fire and the axe

        to rise above

                their ravaged bodies, born

        to heights unreachable

                by mere men                                 

 

        yet dreamt of

                        in the red tents of the mothers

        dreamt of

                        in the blood-sweat of their labor

        dreamt of                                                                             

                        in the dust of chattel-fields

        dreamt of

                        in angry urban kitchens

        dreamt of

                        in the books that were not written

        dreamt of

                        in forgotten ones that were

        dreamt of

                        in the silent pride of weaving  

            plowing    rooting    hauling    feeding    caring

 

        and loving

                        even in the face of pain

        and loving 

                        even as the village burned

        and loving

                        even as the children died

        and loving

                        even as they gave their lives

                                    for people who still haven’t learned to love

 

                                            as from the crimson sea within

        she rose again

                        to make the family strong the children laugh

                        to set the world aright and make it one

        she rose again

                        to feel the living skin beneath her touch

                        and sing her pleasured song for all to hear

        she rose again

                        to touch her sister’s mind her brother’s tears

                        and sleep unknown to fear though knowing death

        she rose again

                        to see the future solid as the truth

                        and find the source of love within us all

        she rose again

                        to shine and be a light for all to see

                                to give forgive    

                                        and heal the wounded world

 

        again she rose

                        to know  to weep  to reach  to gain  to shine

                                  to sweat  to bear  to grow  to judge  to learn

        again she rose

                        to sow  to reap  to sing  to reign  to find

                                  to laugh  to come  to run  to fly  to burn

 

                with life unto herself withal in full

        to be again

                            the living earth we dream of in our hearts.