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Breath(e)

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Dark, no place for shadows
Quiet, snow falls upon itself
Evasive light
Empty sound
Silence fills me up
I breathe it in
And breathe it out
Ah, bliss

Sunflower, again

The yellow leaves 
of the tallest sunflower
glow their brightest 
against the fading backdrop
of a setting sun.

How is it, as the light retreats,
and darkness approaches, 
this twilight canvas
gives rise 
to the most perfect hue of all?

Are we like the sunflower,
to be truly seen, made visible, 
only in the crack
where light greets the dark?

This body

The following are some excerpts from a longer piece of writing titled ‘This Body’…

It waits, impatiently, 
hungrily, hopefully.

It wants to be still,
to listen,
to sever the ties 
to guilt, obligation, 
and fearful living.

It wants to fall to the ground
cracked open with light,
and morph  
in the womb of darkness,
into even a moon sliver 
of all that it ever imagined 
it might be.

It wants to write,  
to dance,
to glimpse its strength
and trace its contours
upon the clay of the earth.

It wants to move,
to stop, 
to breathe.

It wants to laugh, uncontrollably, 
and to weep,
for as long as it takes, 
the tears to heal the hurt.

This body wants to sink into the abyss of love,
to be loved and give love
to make love and be love
to feel love 
and touch love.

This body wants to know wisdom, 
truth and forgiveness,
deep in its core, 
its cells, 
its synapses, its blood.

It wants to know where to find bliss, 
how to lay down on a bed of nails or
a mountain of feathers 
and surrender,
before it’s too late to ever get up again.

It wants to discern its own needs and desires
before they are moulded
into words,
slowly and gently, moving
toward them, into them, beyond them.

It wants to touch beauty, 
when it sees itself, 
inside and out.

This body – 
a warrior, a vessel, 
a moment in time –
wants what it wants.

Sink into your body, let its story unfold…what would it say?

Sunflower – Part II – small stone Jan 21

20120121-210713.jpgI woke up to you,
transformed by the alchemy of night
that twisted and turned you,
laid you flat, splayed open
with nothing left to hide.
All along I thought it was the light
that held the magic, the power
but you have shown me
that to be deepened and darkened,
embraced by Hekate, that lunar spirit,
goddess of night,
is what it truly takes
to come alive.