The Ways of Self-Salvation (How to Be Born)
by Kerfe Roig

Demanding patience, spirit grows deep—
nourished and carried near to the heart.
Waiting, waiting, my soul for to keep—
shadows breathing and falling apart.

Nourished and carried near to the heart—
the third eye opens, window and mirror.
Shadows breathing and falling apart—
beginning is singing, ending is near.

The third eye opens, window and mirror—
the ripeness growing, large and complete.
Beginning is singing, ending is near—
emptying follows, head and then feet

The ripeness growing, large and complete—
rocking inside a musical voice.
Emptying follows, head and then feet—
atoms laughing in naked warm noise.

Rocking inside a musical voice—
no thoughts to speak, no dreams to word.
Atoms laughing in naked warm noise—
diving like oceans, skying like birds.

No thoughts to speak, no dreams to word—
demanding patience, spirit grows deep.
Diving like oceans, skying like birds—
waiting, waiting, my soul for to keep.

PAINTING: Expectation by Gustav Klimt (1909).

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: I first wrote this pantoum when I was pregnant with my older daughter, 36 years ago.  I revisited and revised it a few years ago when my life was undergoing major changes, and I realized we are always being born.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: A resident of New York City, Kerfe Roig enjoys transforming words and images into something new.  Follow her explorations on her blogs, methodtwomadness.wordpress.com  (which she does with her friend Nina), and kblog.blog, and see more of her work on her website kerferoig.com.

Self-portrait by the author.