Origins Of Life
The breast and face are quite alike
Except one sucks the other bytes –
And that is where the Ying and Yang
Reverse their roles – I understand.At first, in time of clay last night
I'd made a face – mouth not quite right;
The second piece became a breast –
(Could not continue with the rest).Now here in safety of my home
I re-created breast alone;
And as I photographed the two
I wondered what my right-brain knew.Then, ‘Ah!” I knew, “the mouth not right”
It needs to suck, not smile bright;
For this is where our roles reverse –
About it now I can converse.“For men are built to penetrate,
And women to receive their mate;
But at the breast from birthing time,
It's quite reversed”, came to my mind.Perhaps that's partly why it is
To men, a breast attractive is –
Not just the sensual aspect there,
But role-reversal’s mystic air.For one gives life, months later born;
Then milk from mother flows quite warm;
Until at length the baby's weaned,
And mystery cloaks what once was seen.How deep and strange those feelings past
Abide as we to manhood pass –
With love – sight, smell, taste, touch, and sound,
Attract two hearts as passions pound.But why here at Art Therapy
This imagery seeks light of day?
Pushed down it wells up two more times –
What is it seeks to shift in mind?What does my right-brain knows so well?
Perhaps what's causing inner hell?
Then as third figure I inquire,
I see writ small this large desire.How strange these gargoyles carry thus
Our souls to darkling parts of us
Where forces twist, bend ’round our mind
To origins of humankind.From where did all this image come?
Ojibwa story read of mom
Born from above, fell through a hole
(Process of birth, as we all know).“Creation stories I will read
For you to hear as clay you kneed –
Think how you face creation here
As you face life, (or death comes near)”.For me, it's life, (though death lurks ’round);
It's re-creating life I've found
To be the challenge – deepest need –
A mother's breast on which to feed –Security, warm love, and care,
As I my future now prepare;
All senses sharpened for the fray,
As I move down that path today.Away from yacht and safety's place
As I new challenges embrace –
My love, as we walk hand in hand
From here into our promised land.navigation