“BEARING WITNESS TO A LIGHT…: A TRIBUTE TO DESIREE”

by

T. Hasan Johnson

I bore witness to a light…for 13 years,

Glowing bright yet soft, mountainous yet petite, both stunning and precious…

I bore witness to a light…and knelt at the altar of your smile, drank from the youth-bringing fountain of your lips; and marveled at the artistic brilliance of the shape of your eyes…

I would go to war over the loss of your favor, challenging ANY that sought to cause you pain

I stood in awe at the softness of your face, obsessed like an addict with kissing it…humbled that I had never heard a negative word about you…

I bore witness to a light…when I met you at a conference and fell in love, just to do it all over again two years later at the same event

You once paid me a surprise visit, and I proposed at the very sight of you…

You replied as if annoyed, saying: “Of course…why did you even ask?”

I bore witness to a light…and watched helplessly as you endured pain that would’ve broken me

I cried when we lost three of our babies, but watched you still mother people, sometimes two or three times your age

I was petrified when you gave me RaKhem Ajani, but understood that you wanted a part of yourself to live without pain

I bore witness to a light…as you taught me the value of duality, mutual and interdependent

Sun and earth; light and dark; gold and silver; You and me…

You are my Immortal Feminine…my wisdom

I bore witness to a light…but in the end, I must say, I just miss my best friend.

I love you, Puddin.’

T. HASAN JOHNSON. PH.D. © 2017 FULLSCREEN CONTACT ME MOBILE