Monday, May 08, 2017
To the Beloved Who is Shiva––poem by Dorothy
To the Beloved Who is Shiva
I do not want
to lead someone somewhere.
Nor do I wish to break
some sort of ceiling.
I just wish to be here
with my Beloved,
the one with
the tossing hair,
his body half man,
half woman.
World aflame,
eternal dance.
Everywhere
is where he is,
where I would become.
Dorothy Walters
May 8, 2017
