Why is a lightning bolt
our culture’s only model for intimacy?
A random boom and crack
unleashing our heart’s primal ferocity.
It’s a powerful image, sure,
but if you are going to rely on chance
you won’t be sustainable,
unless you’ve mastered a rain dance.
There’s nothing quite like
the eruption of smoke and flames
when lighting crashes down
and sets your whole forest ablaze.
Lightning does strike twice
in love and in sex
but half of marriages end
waiting on lightning and special effects.
If you plan to share your life
with someone other than yourself,
you’ve got to learn to build a fire
or you’ll have a long winter, I foretell.
Use your own, naked hands,
chop the wood and stack it.
There’s no pre-made shape:
love doesn’t come in a one-sized package.
Once the wood is put in place
you’ll need to generate a spark,
but if you think sparks only come from lightning,
this will be the hardest part.
Any spark will do, so long as it lights,
then the fire will take control.
Don’t fret about the outcome,
fire always grows when you feed it some soul.
© Rylan Skelly, August 2018
About the Author: I have a B.A. in Honours Religious Studies from the University of Waterloo and I love all major world religions – Eastern, Western, or in between. I’m genderqueer, and I’m comfortable with male, neutral, and female pronouns. I’m married to my dear wife Lynn, who is the love of my life, my best friend, and my muse. I think far too much, and often have too many ideas to know what to do with. And I am a doing being, just like you!
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