To Insure Survival, for Rainy Dawn, born July 5, 1973.
You come forth.
The color of a stone cliff at dawn
changing colors blue to red to all the colors of the Earth.
Grandmother's spider speaks laughter and growing
and weaving things and threading them together to make life to
where all these, all these.
You come out child naked as the cliff
at sunrise shorn of anything except spots
of your mother's blood.
You just kept blinking your eyes and trying
to catch your breath.
In five more days they will come singing, dancing,
bringing gifts.
The stones with voices, the plants
with bells they will come, child they will come.