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The seed of a decade begins to blossom

My skill sculpts my talent till

One vision

launches me into space

In a moment I move from midway to pinnacle

On point I am prime

I can be challenged by work

Choose from the gifted their imaginings

and help create tomorrow's mythology

Every dream has a shadow

A darkness that assumes a wildness

not wholly mine

It grows in the lights

across oceans and minds I don't know

backlashing my loves

and lifting my peace

I am losing my spirit in sparkle

My mind to a story I can't remember writing

A mirror image stalks me

birthed in half truths and lies

and I am loosing the line where it dies

and I live

My need for space becomes sacred

Back to the land of my soul's earth

Emerald green, barrier blue, uluru red

Where those who know

remind me of that which I sometimes forget

My body stops running in place

and embraced is my heart by all life there

I know where home is

November 18, 2002

Tressa Lee Breen

Xavier

Xavier

An empty womb by choice

you grew so quickly

not under my heart

but in it

Born before time ended

a cry

a laugh

a breath

were never to pass through your lips

I could not even hold you well

for science's hopes flowed into you

your body so tender

that even my caring had consequences

The river in you was damaged

flooding above

backing up within

yet still needing more

Lullabies and love songs I sang

and talked to you of forests and oceans

and one who came before you

Your soul was trapped within a drowning mind

but I was able to hold you in my arms at last

once

before you heeded the call of our ancestor

and took your leave

Now I am filled with the unknowable

which I must learn to allow to fade

I must learn the day to day again

while cradling the memory of you

my almost

son

November 13, 2002

Tressa Lee Breen

Xavier's Purpose?

Xavier's Purpose?

Humanity moving towards secrets

growing toward knowledge

no matter the length

no matter the size

each life

brings all closer to enlightenment

An old soul brings the message

stepping into a premature body

and a short uncomfortable life

with information written

on his biological parchment

Only after seizures and suffering

once more going thru the gateway to immortality

can the old soul's new life

deliver it's part

of eternity

Those close to the new

unable to see the old

attempt to cradle and comfort

the whole is unseeable

the message is unknowable to them

theirs is the gain and the loss

of the sacrificed

November 12, 2002

Tressa Lee Breen

Missing Xavier

Missing Xavier

I will miss

the feel of your hand around my finger

seeing your eyes move in sleep

the touch and smell of your skin and hair

singing and talking to you

I will miss not

seeing your first smile

hearing your first laugh

understanding your first word

watching you become

knowing the color of your eyes

November 12, 2002

Tressa Lee Breen

Xavier On The Ocean

Xavier On The Ocean

Premature body

tightly filled with fluid

expanding with illness

now

floats freely atop the womb of life

no longer held down

but up

by water

Tiny limbs

capable only of the movement of seizure

held stiff with the hope of science

now

extend thru the primordial salt of the earth

one with the rhythm

of the sea

Little ears

unable to tolerate sound

now

filled with whale songs

Small eyes

never opened

now

reflecting sea diamonds

A short life

sedated discomfort

now

dancing with the waves

through immortality

November 12, 2002

Tressa Lee Breen