Spirit, lead me someplace to find you
I ask them to make themselves heard
And make it bright, with flames I’ll see in the mist
I waited, for a day or two
Their response I’d so clearly plotted
To which I believed they’d ignored
I prayed to the moon
Clasped within a wishbone cage
“Am I to ask you instead?”
Sunk are my pleas as I notice nothing
So I tug at myself, limbs that entwine senses
I must find a place to curl into these wonders
Surely the fineness of these landscapes know something?
And with broken tissue, I fight on
Nothing came
But soreness, buried
How am I to know the order of this chaos?
The beginnings of inquisition, I cannot remember
But I do remember answers, logical
Yet still the questions poured
And deeper I clawed
But the crawling, it hurt
So I cry to the clouds
“You impersonal temptress!”
Enough is enough
I’m too tired for this precision
Instead, thank you and goodbye
For your love is swollen
And I’ve no time
Thinking time is all I have to waste
But darn it, it was me
Holding on for instruction
And I am bursting at the seams with knowing
Harnessing needs
Silencing birth pains
And thank god, spirit transcends suffocation
I asked for forgiveness, for the blaming and taming
But not before my cells resonate
With the unfolding of bestowed blessings
Mastery in motion
To see myself as that
In the dirt, with blood on my knees
And pimpled skin and bones that ache from dancing in the dark
Brilliance is what I am
I am the perceiver of every sign I need
And I’ll dance as one
With those I’d once requested reassurance
No longer asking
But thankful to know already.
