18 April 2019
Here the morning is
And I am also
Having awakened from my sins
Swollen
Heavy
Pregnant with sorrow
And remorse.
Terror
Ignites
And fuses my my mind
To a plan
Of redemption
By atonement.
I won’t eat.
I will run
I can control
This monster
That hungers
For weight
Gravity
And a dark cave.
Who pulls me down
Each time I rise.
Who fills me
With stones
And casts me
In
To the murky,
Inky,
Skanky darkness
Of the Sea
You can’t get free
She sings
You won’t escape me.
Make friends with your
Thick waist
And your
Round face
And your
Empty bed.
I won’t let
You forget
What you came here
To learn.
Rage if you will
Against this
You have no control
To end this
I’m drawing you deep
For secrets
That will
Home in you
And be born
Through you.
You, Channel
Of Righteous Darkness,
Why should you
Envy the light?
You might
Become the vast
Space that holds
All
Including the beauty
You crave
And the power
To destroy and
To Remake.
The power
Greater still
To surrender
To the Unmaking
To serve the Mystery
From True Love
And Perfect Faith.
Oh ugly woman,
Fall in!
The angels sing you up.
The light bearers
Bid you climb.
The water walkers
Scorn your sinking.
But you know, Queen,
That you mind
The dead
And the dying
And so hold the keys
To Life.