Moment by moment
Every drop of you
rescinds into
the dark place
of She
designed for you
to discover
the ancient particle of Her
which was craftily
buried within
your flesh
your breath
is Her in the divine
cloak of darkness
waiting for you
breaking you down
until you become
primordial soup...

Woman ignite yourself
burn in untamed desire
for the fever that breaks
into flames
pure essence of
lust awareness
that sits below the
root of the spine
You came here to
be wanton
to be entangled
in the mud of wild love
you are a gold
lotus spreading
across the divide
show yourself
and watch the world heal...

We are not the most intelligent
Species on Earth
But brilliance is found
In all things
Everywhere

Whether we refuse
to use  
Our brains
The heart knows

it was designed
that way
by the divine
cloak of darkness
In the shadows
Where possibility grows
Down in the fertile valley
of quiet

Trees saving trees thru
Root of the root
Or bees doing
Their diligence as
Written within their
Tiny bodies

As caretakers of Earth
We cannot escape
natural law

Nature is delicate
She must be revered

The next level is not optional
Sentience has spoken
The new age is subtle and
Silently here
to stay

I've bled
not because
I am a
broken sinner

I've bled
because I
am woman
harbinger of
new moons
and unspoken
mysteries

I've bled
life into the impermanent
landscape of the soul
like gravity
holding you down
in spite of the spinning

I am the fierce
darkness
traversing the
universe
barefoot

In this
black moment
I am forever
I carry
this womb
with the honor of
mothers before me

Now I am woman as crone
ushering in the new world
of infinite love and magic

Today
I will put
these aging
feet on the bare
green Earth
again.

I will close my eyes
and feel the verdant energy
traverse thru my legs
up to the column of my spine

restoring
the fractures
in my soul.

Born organic
I belong to the Earth.

waking
the pure intelligence
within my body
in order to
find its way
Home.

She is ours
All of us
The soft opening to
the woman
Inside you
weeping
Like the tides
Moving dark and
Clutching your veins
To make you bleed
When she is heavy and bright
the laughter will come to
break you
madness swelling
You will never know
Her completely
The wait for Her in wonder
If you are lucky
You will meet Her
Liberating you
Doused as lit
Dressed in your dreams

She reminds me
Soul has no color
it emanates from the sum
of life
as a vibrant symphony
of you

Those sole regrets
and moments revealing
themselves as
the bone truth

We are organized
of sound
and gravity

pulling us closer to
the source of divinity
we sometimes
forget

After it all
I’ll be sitting by
The cello moon
Under a sprinkle
Of stars
I’ll be steady waxing the tides
And waning your cries
Licking ambrosian tears of
Salt and honey
from your cheeks
We could be
gravity in the living flesh
you and me
the sun a bitter remedy
We are all mending
taking turns being gods

Be a raging storm when you must.
Just don't get carried away.

I saw them
working as
old schlepps
like you or me
postering as
flawed and human
but I know
they walk perfect
upon the earth  
ordained in shrouds
of shimmer
upon them
and when you are
not looking
they sing of
liberation
between
the moments
while blessing your
face with God

On cold evenings
Like this
the moon is
a black pearl
teasing me
to divine under
her that I will know
her ancient secrets

These days are dark days
filled with the empty
promise of light
somewhere the Sun
is unemcumbered
and it is clear as crystal sheets
but over here the Sun
dodges in and out
of the clouds even
the sky worries
will these slick movements
rest or will they
get the best of us

I am in question
while the tarot cards
plummet to
the floor
these inquiries
are hidden within
I am not a queen of
anything
but a jester in silly clothing
beckoning you
with empty
blood-ridden hands
I made a promise
to the one God
and broke it shamefully
I fell hard
paying for it
broken body
deliberately
heart stung
with little glee

She is fire-breathing
and does not get burnt
by Her own breath

She waits to see you
consumed by that
for you will be the ash
and She will be the
wind to blow you away
to the merciless end
of you and your bigotry

She will devour them
who are unjust
She will meet them
by the stake of their hate
separating divinity
from the Gods
fragments of fire
particles in the Sun
dust in the air