Belly Button



For the first time ever,
I noticed my navel
(In the fleshy folds of gravity’s pull)
And spared a thought for you.

Your name has never leapt to mind—
Before, when I’ve looked down
At this indent I’ve borne
For fifty-four years.

Inside you, is an indelible scar
That traces the source of my being;
Outside, my belly-button
Is our keepsake.

Since we were severed,
Our bond has grown weaker,
But without each other,
We would be life-less.

Kathleen Mortensen©2014