possession//a return to saturn
September 11, 2009
temple of duty
your walls and thresholds
are many
hand-carved, etched
with text
the color of bone.
i lay my offerings along the line
of your vision;
this love an extraordinary routine,
blessing the inches of
breathing space
within me.
i am possessed of the gaze
of the highest.
pulled to center
by the recitation
of your names.
mornings i sweep
earthen floors
to your praises.
altar of memory,
forget all my hardships
and internments,
return my displeas
ure and rage:
i am free
© 2009 tahminah zaman
