Ghost Riders

Rising and falling,
rising and falling
with the earth
to the earth
loving the earth
heart beat
ear to the earth
ear to the earth
oído a la tierra
a la tierra.

You come from a long line
of earth whisperers
wolf whisperers.

Tierra. Padre.
Mi padre en la tierra
excavando
buscando el corazón
buscando su corazón
in the earth
in the dirt
looking for his life
his heart
lost in the dirt
carefully
with trowel in hand
carefully
with brush in hand
my father
delicately
attuned to the North pole
to true North
to True North
true
compass in hand
looking to what was true.

His brother
was searching
in the guru's
treasure trove
heart.

You come from a long line
of earth whisperers
wolf whisperers

Rising and falling
rising and falling
with the earth
to the earth
ear to the earth
oído a la tierra
Heart beat.

How could I not secrete him?
How could I not secrete him
in the secure vaults of my heart?
How could I not keep him safe there?
Keep him safe secure
where he could not leave
yet one more time
yet one more time
of many times
many many times
when I knew not where he was.

Little one inside of me,
I see you.
I see how you hold tightly to his presence,
Indiana Jones hat in hand.
Forbidden, forbidden love
yes a forbidden love.
Is it any wonder you were attracted to forbidden
impossible loves?
This was a forbidden impossible love.
I see you
holding an image of him to your heart
in your white dress.
I couldn't begin to ask you to let go.
Why would I?
Your one true love,
the man who knew everything
the man who was from a long line of
earth heart whisperers as you are.
Earth heart whisperers.
You could not let go of that;
certainly not until the deep truth
of that is realized.

Folk tunes, song
on his guitar.
The last time he sang for you,
you had to beg him to sing
to take out his guitar
one more time.

Were you eleven?
Eleven.
And then puberty came
and he fled even further

Ghost riders,
he sang.
Still I can see it in your mind's eye:
the ghost riders in the sky--
these ghost riders are heart whisperers.

Lorena Lobita Wolfman © 2010