Charlotte Gainsbourg – A Meditation

Gentle and soft,

Gentle and small

Charlotte sits

with a mountain inside her;

a great bear inside her.

How did she fit it all –

rocky peaks, teeth and claws –

inside her tiny frame

And still have room for

a vast and moving ocean?

Calm and clear

Calm and still

Though the skies are black,

the ocean lies over

many a sunken ship,

calm and still.

Though the universe rises in her throat,

Charlotte sits

-- gentle, soft and small --

sucking on stars from a fathomless sky.

Stacy Oler ©