Child-Self

My shadow is me.
Is me–is self.
Is self–is child.
Is child–is life.
Is life–is love.
Is love.

Elaine Bento  Oct 13, 2017

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Penumbra

(Where the Light touches the Dark)

Like the moon,
I reflect the light from my brother.
And like the moon,
I forever carry a shadow
on one side,
on one side that only the bravest
dare to explore.
For what is there
but the unseen?
What is there
but the unheard, the unthought,
the unknown?
The Mystery.
Yet the light
lies just beyond the meridian
illuminating its beloved
in a sea of affection and care.
How can such a light
be bound to such darkness?
The mystery
lies in the fact that
the light side often wanes
to be like the dark side,
just as the dark side
yearns to be like the light,
even though the light side
tries to eliminate the dark
sees the dark side
of its beloved
and tries to illuminate it
as much as possible,
it still,
in the end,
returns to darkness.
But the dark side
holds a secret.
While the light side
Waxes and wanes
and ebbs and flows,
receiving energy,
then giving it away,
forever beholding
the same two orbs,
the dark side
is free to gaze
into the infinite depths
of the Universe
and behold the infinite
heavenly bodies
that shine from afar.
So even though
the light side believes
it’s turning into darkness
every time it wanes,
the dark side is forever
receiving light, love, and strength
from the infinite beloveds and brethren unknown
who sail the same void
and whose soul seeds
are made from the same essence:
Love.

Elaine Bento
August 3, 2017

Influence

You’ve converted me.
I don’t know how
you’ve done it,
but you have.
I’m a domestic;
a homebody.
A future stay-at-home mom.

I can’t believe
I used to dream
of travelling
to Kenya,
to China,
to Australia,
of climbing mountains
and rowing rapids,
of finding fame
and evading danger.

Now I dream
of grocery shopping,
of organizing,
of decorating,
of peace and quiet,
of healthy living,
of safety and solitude,
of marital bliss,
of baking,
of growing vegetables and herbs,
of performing rituals,
of petting and playing with my dream cat,
of having guests for dinner and a movie,
of exercising and meditating at home,
of singing as loud as I want,
whenever I want,
of cleaning house whenever I want,
of being naked whenever I want,
of making love with you whenever I want,
of showering with you,
of going to bed together
after a movie and snuggle is done,
instead of saying goodbye
and not knowing when I’ll see you again.

I dream of our future home,
made just the way we like it.
I dream of our children,
and how they will look like
and who they will be.
I dream of naming them,
and feeding them,
and kissing and holding them,
and washing them,
and teaching them,
and singing with them,
and playing,
and exploring,
and learning with them.
I dream that they will be
smarter and wiser than us,
that they will be leaders,
and catalysts,
and influence the change
that I dream of
in this world.

That’s how I will make a difference.
Not by fame or adventure,
but by loving and humble influence.
I’ve found my purpose,
and it’s all thanks to you.

Elaine Bento  May 15, 2017