Saturday, March 28, 2009
The earth laid me out…raw and unfettered in her dark soil skirts…mounds of sweaty land & patterned sun filtered through her trees. Mossy hair sprawled around me I sleep the innocence of confusion....lashes twitching of winged messengers. Insomniac bliss.
With wet fleshy leaves & dry hawk eyes she takes me back….unraveling twisted cords of thoughts in my mind…things than no longer served me…untruths & I spiraling towards a center of unfathomable depths.
Lifeblood seeps into the little stones scattered…I love the way it meanders here and there…so red…my awakened stillness is such gratitude.
What could I not hold in such a state? Who could I not call lover?