Buried Faith and Other Poems

by Chelsea Fraser

BURIED FAITH

Not a sliver shines

to find me where I lie.

A load of loam surrounds

And rubs me darker still. 

I crack, and out of me

Springs forth my heart,

Unwinding into night

A dark betrayal,

Unfurling itself from me—

Not a shard of light

Shines on my brokenness.

I crack again, my thoughts

Seep out and fly, down,

Down away from my poor hull,

Into yet deeper darkness,

Deeper night.

But sudden!—heat,

And something like to light

Awakes my heart, and green

Fills up to all my cracks

And overflows down,

Down into the darkness

Storing sweet renewal. 

Whispers echo back

Around my startled thoughts

Buried far below all friendship,

Far below all expectation.

Your buried songs reverberate:

Our buried thoughts

That root us into Place.

We husks, we bear the burden

And the hope of Eden’s soil:

A seeming endless darkness

With the hope of endless light

We may never see—

A mustard seed

Moving mountains

In its planted faith, 

My heart allowed to fly 

and know the Sun, 

For here in the dark, 

We fight to hold

With rooted thoughts 

And buried reminders 

To hope and truth and wonder

While our bodies break in shoots

That search to know the More

Above the earth, up

Up away where we may not see. 

And still, I offer up my heart 

And down my roots

And crack to open for the Truth: 

For I am a warrior of the dark,

And I carry the light with me.  

March 11

It’s green now. 

The right berth of the woodshed

is nearly empty.

Warmth is waxing larger week to week,

buds shedding sneezes

that will be flowers

or trees.

 

My toddler helps “gard” with me:

mini-garden guard,

shovel in hand

bouncing toward my bent frame,

reaching into earth to purge the weeds—

his eager play shovel working with the shimmers of Eden.

 

Lord, make me that green again.


CHELSEA FRASER

Chelsea Fraser wears many hats. She is a wife, mother, poet, musician, and arts administrator with a B.A. in English Literature and an M.A. in Organizational Communication. She has been published in Ekstasis Magazine, The Dewdrop, Vessels of Light Journal, Persephone Literary Magazine, and The Way Back to Ourselves Literary Journal. Her debut poetry collection, The Mother Tree, will be published with Vine and Shoots in April of 2025. Visit her: Chelsea Fraser Writes.


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