My heart
raises itself
to libation
Yes, in the night air
I offer myself
to the ones above
An offering of my being
to my soul
from my soul
a communication
so pure, so bright
that I cannot see
for the luminance
Instead, inner vision
guides me
through shaded density
     Once, I could not see through
this dark overgrowth
twisted vegetation thick
tight vines wove their way
up and around my ribcage
and took over my heart
suffocating the spirals
my breath ragged
Now the floodgates have opened
My inner garden beckons to me
      calling for tender care
I am open to the newness
of color of flora as yet undiscovered
exotic realms of fluidity
colors unnamed
for they do not yet exist
They wait for me to
              tap into their beauty
as I await the rainbow
after the storm
in splashes of vibrational joy
I sling my quiver into place
tie on the boots of resolution
No food is needed…the nourishment
shall seed from within
Twirling paths before me
will no longer draw me into
whirlpools of smothering
because I am ready to take it on
heated clamor, tornado chaos
monsoon frenzy

I enter the beige sands of time
the cracks and dry patches
slowly filling up with blessed waters
Filling me up with the beauty of
                             a new sparkling
As inner knowledge
thrusts up and out
ripping through old skin
creating new
revealing inner treasures
rough jewels
I  don my
soft armor,
calling upon the stars
Their trajectory illuminates my way
through the dark
for this is only the beginning
and I am ready
            to ride
               the light