Nura Yingling: "Step Six and Step Seven"

Let me be where I am.
Let this bread, this morning, be their own ceremony.
Let me pass the gilt mirrors without looking.

When the lead mouth of fear clamps onto mine
and blasts her wind of rope and iron filings into me,
let my breath be forgiveness returned for her black sadness.

Let poems be cups of praying
made for holding silence.

"Step Six and Step Seven" by Nura Yingling, from for Holding Silence. © BlazeVOX, 2013.  

Image credit: "Hovis Bread and Knife," painting by Alan Gwynne-Jones, 1945 (originally color).