300 Words or Less: Sacred

300 Thursday again, where I'm posting bits of original work -- teasers from the novel I'm working on, some of my favorite poetry or prose I've done in the last few years, maybe some flash fiction or short essays, etc. -- all within 300 words or less. 

Today's quickie is a poem I wrote a couple of years ago, though it still very much applies:
 

Link to original source here

Sacred

You are sacred.

I am speaking to the earth,

to the trees.

I am speaking to the people who

are on their knees.

I am speaking to the woman who

called me a bitch.

I am speaking to the ones who

could really care less.

Friend or foe,

I'm glad to be here with you.

Most of you I don't know,

or maybe I do.

But we are connected,

just by being alive.

And we are all sacred parts

of the bigger hive.

I may never get to taste the honey,

but I glow to know it's there.

Somewhere.

You are proof of it,

As am I.
 

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Moment of Magic today:

When The XX is playing in the background of whatever else we're doing -- coloring, playing with home-made play dough, trying to get Beta to laugh -- Alpha will stop, crawl up into the computer chair, and watch. Mesmerized. Some part of me hopes he's a musician someday. A bigger part of me hopes he's whoever he wants to be someday.