Terrible Sweetness

Terrible Sweetness

This morning I spread

mezquite honey from the

countryside of San Miguel,

right from the bees, no

processing, the small

jar filled with sweetness,

a hazy green jewel in

sunlight, while the Israelis

evict the Palestinians from

their family home, an old

Nazi murderer being counted

for his crimes against humanity,

yes humanity, while they arrest

protestors in Arizona for that

outrage ('show me your papers'),

so many stories of sorrow, I could

not read on today, not today, instead

I tasted the green jewel on my

tongue like a toddler, "I like this,

I want more, I want more

sweetness," I want to

follow the migration of

bees, butterflies, the hummingbird's

iridescent wing,

I want to memorize

beauty, I want

beauty to burn her self on

my eye lids, my irises,

I want beauty to stalk my

dreaming, I want her

to enfold me in her

terrible sweetness, I know

the endless work bees do

daily for this pleasure

on my tongue, I want

to imagine the green

jewel is their Cosmos,

the rising Sixth Sun

their God/dess as they create

this endless, this ecstasy,

this beauty, this terrible

sweetness for.

Us. All.

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico 31 Julio 2010

Today some teens came by the house asking for some pesos to 'cross the border...el otro lado'... teens are lucky to make 100 pesos in a day washing cars, that's under $10usd, which drives them to el otro lado. I gave them 100 pesos, what I had on my kitchen counter, they were so happy, they were so happy, it breaks my heart. I only hope they use it for some tacitos on the streets, a few coca colas, and not to make that death-dealing journey/attempt to reach 'the other side.' Keep them safe, Ixchel...that they may live into the Sixth World.