Carcass

Energy,
You’re lacking me.
Where have you gone
while I was sleep-
ing?
– Have you gone
while I was dream-
ing?
Since you’ve been gone
I have been feel-
ing dead.

Energy,
Come back to me,
please,
enter me.
Revive and kiss my organs,
please.
Arouse my nervous system,
please.
Unease,
I have been feel-
ing since
you left me with a chill.

Energy,
You are the sweetest,
are the neatest
little keeper,
are the very needed
base of all my body does,
indeed.
Without you it will cease away,
the bleakest way to die today,
the bleakest way to leave.

Oh Energy!
I’m on my knees!
I beg you, please!
– to be my pleaser.
Pleasure my earlobes,
all down to my toes,
with your fingers, your mouth,
with your tongue and your teeth.
I want you so badly,
be part of my team,
please,
without you there’s nothing,
just a shadow of me.

A poem by Pia Petersson
Photography by Irene Muth

Mother

Mother,
You incredible being,
You wonderful soul.
Never have I felt as safe,
As in your arms,
24 years ago…

…I remember the feeling,
The warmth you were radiating,
Your smell – the smell of home,
Your energy, your glow,
– Surrounding me all day and night,
Like a calming cocoon.
Your voice – A vibrating humming,
Promising protection and peace.
Mother,
You gave me all your love,
Unconditionally.

Mother,
You are the strongest I know.
For you can show weakness,
For you are aware of your ego,
For you bridged the distance
Between parent and child
And gave me a chance
To know YOU.

Mother,
You are SO beautiful!
You are glowing like a source of energy,
Pulsating stronger with all that you see.
– Your awareness shining right through you,
While you’re shedding layer after layer
Of the old, past and dead,
For your love can spread,
Even further.

Mother,
How grateful I am to have grown in your presence.
For it is you that gave way for me,
So I could grow individually
And find out eventually,
We’re all of the same essence…

…Your guidance gave me a base to get back to
And your ability to let go of me,
Has let me travel beyond your reach
And find out my own way to be…

…Never did you force me to do things with your approach.
Never have you put me in a cage.
Never did you try to push me any other way,
But the one I chose to go – in the way I chose to do so.
No matter how much pain or fear it might have caused yourself,
To see me heading away from home.
Again and again…

…Never did you question aloud my actions.
Never did you look down on me.
But rather did you self-reflect instead
And give me all the freedom I needed,
To make my own experiences…

…You never judged me,
You never tried to change me,
You never asked for anything in return
For the wisdom, understanding and love you gave,
When I came crawling after a fall.

“Mother”,
You are SO MUCH MORE than
That word,
That image,
That status.
For you are a shapeshifter,
Social-law-destroyer and
Individually acting being,
– Opening up to me completely,
In spite of the fact you’re my mother
And allowing us to stand equally
And to get to know each other,
As two children of the world.

Mama,
You are my accomplice,
You are my ally,
You are my spiritual connection,
My home,
My sister,
My friend.
You are a part of and the same as me.
You are incredible
And I love you SO MUCH!
Unconditionally.

 

 

By Pia Petersson