and probably always will be

I will Hold you like a prophecy A dream Becoming word Becoming flesh Like a mother holds a man And feeds a baby I will Hold you like the universe Holds stars and planets Galaxies and atoms Like the ocean holds the whale That filters everything I am vast And I am empty I am all body Filled and full And like Poetry is body, speech, and silence You are all grace in motion You probably always will be I have broken every rule I have Become the fool I always was And I probably always will be And like a gardener pulling weeds I will ferret out the seeds that don't grow wisdom I probably always will be I will Hold you like a prophecy A dream Becoming word Becoming flesh Like a mother holds a man And feeds the babies I will Hold you like the universe Holds stars and planets Galaxies and atoms Like the ocean holds the whale That filters everything I am vast And I am empty I am all body Filled and full And like The quilter sews the pieces of a pattern I will sow the words to understand and I probably always will be