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Embrace

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Embrace

Gazed deep into your misery:

Something white, cold,

shining, longing to be

clear(er)…longing

to be free.

It was never black, your dark;

Never the black of death despair,

Never too blinding, never,

as I see.

 

Crumbling you, held in me:

My abyss, a whirlpool cradle

carried your absence

more wearily, than

the presence of your trials,

the salt of your tears.

 

I couldn’t see, what was to be.

 

Never too strange to appear

strangers, to the ever-speculating

eye: in unison of mad hearts;

in a flight of minds, minds

wearing out in chains

of amplified awareness.

 

I can be you one day.

I’m in the becoming

of your evolution; never meant

to leave you alone with

your demons: now my demons too;

forces raised from graves

l locked eons ago; presuming

I, the warrior, the mother,

had lulled them into forever slumber.

But, they dug tunnels to you,

to manifest yet again, to me.

 

In this chapter though, there is no fright.

 

Embrace you and our demons, till

they all turn human, till their venom

loses potency, in the womb

of this Reverend Mother.

 

 

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An Ode to Silence

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A rush of feelings unspoken, words unfelt:

In a daze of illusory righteousness,

It was your demons I fed, I adorned;

And mine with whom I went to bed.

 

What does a child know of (revered) sanity!

What do they care for childlike purity!?

I lose touch with my fabric of woven riddles,

I’d rather be naked than masked in disguise.

I’d rather be someone else for a moment,

Than to be me, and be full of lies.

 

The dance she MUST dance, to keep away from hell.

 

No disciples desired, no fame required;

Each time we would sit, Him we admired.

An intense whiteness , for what we aspired:

Nothing is mine, all is only acquired…

I am only to watch, being watched,

To recognize, this, and

To see my stance being played,

And being played well, indeed.

 

Master! Mercy! For your sake of God!..

This flower shows healing in her winter harvest;

Blossoms in a white, as liberated as Death.