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The bees

Stored in our bodies

For all this time

As cruelty reigned

Cold and hard

And we knew those soft and warm among us

Were not safe

The bees

Buzzing inside

Out-noising our minds

Keeping us stiff

Alert

Afraid

The bees

Vibrating constantly

So that our jaws may never unclench

The bees

Tying us up from inside

Nervous system overdrive

The bees

So long they resided within us

We forgot that we were not made from them

The bees

Swarming

Storming

Stripped of warning

The bees

Explode from our mouths

As we sigh in relief

At the end of the season

Of harsh tyrrany

The bees

Roaring

Imploring

The noise in our heads

Spills out unchecked

As at last

The women of Australia

Release

The bees

(C) Zoe Xanadu 2022

On the occasion of our historical release from an abusive government.

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Delivery 

Hanging preschooler sized pants on the line
On a sunshiney lockdown day

Brrrrmmmmm
The postie bike stops at my gate

Through he comes with two big packages
“I’ll just put these here”

They sit by the door 
As I continue my dance with the endless laundry cycle 

I pick them up on my way inside 
One, a bundle of online fast fashion for the teen

The other addressed to me
Flat, registered, with stiff cardboard inside

My graduation certificate and testamur
Just like that

Ten years of isolated online toil
Solo parenting, working so many jobs

My Masters degree has been conferred in hi-vis 
From the other side of the laundry basket

Not a mortarboard in sight
But what beautiful weather for Graduation Day!


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And now 

Presenting:

This moment

Welcome to your appointment with life

Thank yourself for making time 
in your busy schedule 
to be available to notice 
your breath 
coming into your body 
and leaving your body

Your belly rising
Your belly falling 

Your mind slowing
Your tension releasing 

Your heart opening
Your shoulders falling

Your smile relaxing
Your eyes softening 

Your hair growing 
Your forehead clearing

Your organs rejoicing
Your freedom expanding


Breath coming in

Breath flowing out 

Yes 
How lovely 


Looking deeply into things 

Opening your perception up to the beauty and miraculous perfection all around you 

Remembering your innate intelligence 

Savouring the elegance of life
And your self as part of the miracle 

Here you are

Right here
Right now

Breathing
Breathing

Calm
Smiling

Present
Wonderful

Worthy
Welcome

You are as perfect as that leaf
That shell 
That star
That sunrise
That breeze
You are all of these things 
With gratitude and love
You belong

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Because I am a miracle 

That I am alive
Is a miracle

That I am able to breathe
Deeply into my belly 
Is a blessing

For such a blessing
I feel deepest gratitude 


When I was a star
I couldn’t hear the birds
Singing in the morning

When I was a star
I couldn’t taste the ocean
Salting my skin

When I was a star 
I couldn’t feel the warm breeze
Bringing my face messages of hope 

When I was a star
I couldn’t inhale the mint or the rose
In all their ostentatious fragrant glory

When I was a star I couldn’t even see
the magic of the afternoon light 
golden, slinky, as it casts itself 
so flatteringly 
over all the miracles
that surround us 

Here I now am
in this exquisite form

a feeling, sensing, breathing
miracle of life
with the sublime ability 
to derive deep pleasure 
from my physical functions
eating, moving, shitting, sleeping, drinking water, laughing, breathing...

Why would I look for anything more?

When I was a star
I saw this life and chose it

Now I am here 
Experiencing

Morning birdsong filling my spirit

Gently dancing trees soothing my soul

Totally nourished by the very act of recognising the beauty of our natural world, 
of which I am a worthy element,
and basking 
in gratitude
for this
divine
moment

Copyright Zoe Xanadu 2021