be with me

Be with me

Be with me at our birthing.

We may not be with child

yet there are wondrous things

of which we have

the parenting


Be with me

Be with me in joining and handfasting

public and private togetherings

civil coupling, tender union

Own me as your heart’s place

without possessing


Be with me

in cool of sun

in the moon’s heat

in fire’s sparkle and

in waters’ rush


Be with me of earth

smudged, grassy

dirt under nails and sweet salt


Be air of spirit, body

in spaces between cells

breathe in me—

dry hot tears

and fill cool clefts with laughter



Be with me

in overture and benediction

in closing and opening

in dying as in birth


—and I with you.



© Bronwyn Angela White (2004)—Wellington, New Zealand

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