Role Models

Role Models

When the Gods cohabitate,

Rocking the celestial fields,

They create all of creation.

Should we do anything less?

You scream, “Oh God!” and tell me

This is heaven.

Did we awake to a world we made anew?

The great lovers in myth and history

Were tortured in their love,

Willing to trade now for eternity.

Is their lesson a measuring stick

For our temporal circumstance?

Did we even grab eternity

For the smallest fleck of time?

The Blessed Virgin, rewarded for her trials

As mother, rises from the stable floor

To the Throne of Heaven.

Should I expect less for all the diapers,

Stumbles, wounds and losses

Than a Prince, a son of God?

The glamorous of Hollywood,

Made up and coiffed, meet

In golden light, and kiss.

Then off to bed and into love.

I look into the bathroom mirror,

Hear you snoring, half-naked, unappealing.

Is constancy and tenderness enough?

My parents stayed together,

A loving, working pair.

The world they made was small and warm.

So I grew safe and straight in their garden.

But I discovered a bigger world

And stumbled through it with multiple partners

And a jaded view of love.

Can love be enough if it’s never something?