Published NOVEMBER 2, 2014
Zip me free from my silky cacoon.
Allow the sunshine to kiss newborn skin
Raised by gentle breezes moving across
While my soul pours like honey
To fill the cracks
That span the earth
Pull on my stitches-
Until flesh tumbles to ashes,
Until I break apart,
Blow me out
Until cold and droopy
My wick freezes into place
Like a dancer
Poised to begin
Her lovemaking on darkened stage.
As pinks and blues
Merge onto opalescent hue
Rolling and writhing
Hanging on the air.
Until two are one.
Scatter my wispy remains
On the eastern winds
Back to my home
Where I will settle amongst the trees
And there slumber in Mother’s care.
Rising from the earth
A creation of fairy-tale and tragedy
Plant me in the earth, that I may remain rooted
Lock me away inside myself, that I may remain separate.
Build muscle and sinew, that I may stand strong in my spaces.
Barb me that I may defend.
Enrich me that I may be worthwhile.
Comfort me that I may be soft.
Protect me that I may be vulnerable.
Allow me and I will be yours.
Blow me on a kiss so I may be free.