yemaya
i went to see someone about my pain and he told me
that i had to meet the warrior at the edge of sea
"do not carry anger that is not yours"
says el brujo
and just like that
the sand is a quiet prayer rug under folded knee deep washed ashore
rain passing the cheek
a lick of salt from the lip
longing for the wide arms of wind
woozy and restless
i rushed toward the deity of living sea
horse of my heart
running to the teacher of tides
wet whisper of all that swims
breathing beneath blue water color
i'm here to heal my hurt
i fall into the black mermaid of miracle and pearl
mistress of moon and star below
seven glittering waves, splash aquamarine
a flamenco skirt dancing on the sky
lightning fast footwork
heaven on my shoulders
arms flirt the clouds, a migrant bird outstretched
el brujo rubs my body with the fruit
and tears the shirt from my back
mumbling a tongue that teases me faint
tell me you can hear those thrown overboard
teetering on the plank
the drowned out screams sink each shriek
a shimmering
shimmering face
i bury my face in the chest of the ocean
weeping for the voices remembering me
god of cerulean scales and gold fins
temper of turbulent rivers, roaring
cleanse me of sadness and sorrow
in this grandest lakes, lagoons or streams
yemaya
yemaya
i offer
i offer you papaya
coconut and cotton flower
deep labyrinth of worlds sunken under
lady who levels the land
queen of atlantis
guaraca beneath Arabian sea
the spirit of depth
the mapless mountains inward
how light goes to rest
vanishing in the opaque
largest body without borders
lines fade
nations
navigating fishing boats filled with dreams
that never dock guardian of the glistening ancient graveyard
ghost gossiping with our tunes
fortune teller of shivering shells
soothing these stranger times
i do not know
i do not know which ancestor gave me this rage
but i am ready
i am ready
i am so ready
to lay it down i'm ready to lay down
i'm ready to lay it down
asé
me traiga su bendición me libre de todo mal reina del mar
madre de chango guerrera de mi corazón
bendice a cada oriente, a cada oriente
bendice
i hope that I can live up to my mother's example
and i hope that I can live up to my ancestor's expectations
because I really believe that I have a duty
to all those that have become before me
to all this who lie at the bottom of the ocean
to all those who lost their lives
whether it is in the cane fields, or cotton fields
or you know, hanging off some tree to continue the struggle
and to continue to love
and to continue to believe
and to continue to try to be human
to be giving
that i had to meet the warrior at the edge of sea
"do not carry anger that is not yours"
says el brujo
and just like that
the sand is a quiet prayer rug under folded knee deep washed ashore
rain passing the cheek
a lick of salt from the lip
longing for the wide arms of wind
woozy and restless
i rushed toward the deity of living sea
horse of my heart
running to the teacher of tides
wet whisper of all that swims
breathing beneath blue water color
i'm here to heal my hurt
i fall into the black mermaid of miracle and pearl
mistress of moon and star below
seven glittering waves, splash aquamarine
a flamenco skirt dancing on the sky
lightning fast footwork
heaven on my shoulders
arms flirt the clouds, a migrant bird outstretched
el brujo rubs my body with the fruit
and tears the shirt from my back
mumbling a tongue that teases me faint
tell me you can hear those thrown overboard
teetering on the plank
the drowned out screams sink each shriek
a shimmering
shimmering face
i bury my face in the chest of the ocean
weeping for the voices remembering me
god of cerulean scales and gold fins
temper of turbulent rivers, roaring
cleanse me of sadness and sorrow
in this grandest lakes, lagoons or streams
yemaya
yemaya
i offer
i offer you papaya
coconut and cotton flower
deep labyrinth of worlds sunken under
lady who levels the land
queen of atlantis
guaraca beneath Arabian sea
the spirit of depth
the mapless mountains inward
how light goes to rest
vanishing in the opaque
largest body without borders
lines fade
nations
navigating fishing boats filled with dreams
that never dock guardian of the glistening ancient graveyard
ghost gossiping with our tunes
fortune teller of shivering shells
soothing these stranger times
i do not know
i do not know which ancestor gave me this rage
but i am ready
i am ready
i am so ready
to lay it down i'm ready to lay down
i'm ready to lay it down
asé
me traiga su bendición me libre de todo mal reina del mar
madre de chango guerrera de mi corazón
bendice a cada oriente, a cada oriente
bendice
i hope that I can live up to my mother's example
and i hope that I can live up to my ancestor's expectations
because I really believe that I have a duty
to all those that have become before me
to all this who lie at the bottom of the ocean
to all those who lost their lives
whether it is in the cane fields, or cotton fields
or you know, hanging off some tree to continue the struggle
and to continue to love
and to continue to believe
and to continue to try to be human
to be giving
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Writer(s): Alexis Correa
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