“Mama, where is the seedgiver?
Am I not given?”
“You are. And your father
gave all he could muster
before your roots
grew too thick for my womb”
“So where is the seedgiver, mama?”
“Dear Rahk, had I an answer
perhaps I would have carried you
on dry land
rather than a sea”
Rahk contemplated her words
while studying the power “to be”
Chapter 10-Bible Study
and the esteemed master teacher
bent the pulpit to his will
in the name of the spirit, saying:
“Woman must be clay
to leave room for a husband
Woman must be clay
to leave room for a career
Woman must be clay
to leave room for her children
Woman must be clay
to leave room for God”
Chapter 11-Sunday School
“Master teacher?”
“Yes, little Rahk?”
“Why must woman be clay?”
“To leave room…”
“But what about her womb?”
“What about it, son?”
“–It expands as life grows.
But the room woman leaves
seem to keep doors closed…”
“Well, I’ll tell you this, I’ll tell you no more than twice.
Woman must certainly leave enough room
to open the door for Wife.”
“That’s not what The Spirit says,” insisted Rahk.
“Oh, I can’t wait to hear this!”
“The Spirit says she is water
and man must make room for her mist.”
Avatar Maya turned a sunray inside out,
smiling big as she sewed the fragile thing to a cloud
“The wonderful thing about rainbows does not lie in its sheen
But in how often honest souls smile when a rainbow is seen”
then she shimmered and galaxies shimmied in the wind as she smiled a solar flare
and baby clouds giggle-glowed
while weaving laughter in her hair
Rest in love, Dr. Maya Angelou
Rahk's Water 