The door was cracked..
And in a dark shower,
I was visited upon by horrendous visions,
demons of changelings, melting and reforming.
My Door opened and I released until,
coming into focus,
I saw the core of me:
an imperfectly smooth shorestone,
not yet made experienced by the shorebreak.
I released again in the darkness,
and was regarded, and nearly greeted
by a young deer.
She was still,
but perhaps not peaceful.
I faced myself and released,
and saw feathers.
I felt them follow my shape.
I felt growth.
With another release I saw an alligator,
which I tried to distance.
Until I saw it's eyes.
The two animals were not friends,
were not enemies.
I breathed,
and lingered in the darkness.
I thanked God,
and stopped the water.
Sep 6, 2010
Sep 6, 2010 at 1:06 AM UTC
The door was cracked..
And in a dark shower,
I was visited upon by horrendous visions,
demons of changelings, melting and reforming.
My Door opened and I released until,
coming into focus,
I saw the core of me:
an imperfectly smooth shorestone,
not yet made experienced by the shorebreak.
I released again in the darkness,
and was regarded, and nearly greeted
by a young deer.
She was still,
but perhaps not peaceful.
I faced myself and released,
and saw feathers.
I felt them follow my shape.
I felt growth.
With another release I saw an alligator,
which I tried to distance.
Until I saw it's eyes.
The two animals were not friends,
were not enemies.
I breathed,
and lingered in the darkness.
I thanked God,
and stopped the water.
Work in progress
but was still compelled to post
