Transformation

A short burst of expression

I now see how the Stillness moves the sun, the wind and my breath

The Silence has always whispered the unfurling of my next step

My life is one- and many things

To live fully is to let the fires burn my tender skin while leaving no scars

To die fully is to surrender to the bottom of the sea while breathing peacefully

Here I slip through that long sought after crack of light, invisible to the seeking eye

Once on the other side I am back where I began-

Riding the endless waves of imagination.

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~ I can’t believe I am still standing, and it’s time now for folding
                              Not as a posture of retreat 

                          But of a hard won regeneration
There is mending to do under the slivered light of Winter’s eye -

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Mother, will they accept my new wings when they have only seen me crawl?

To carve a new path 
you must walk 
at the water’s edge
willing to drown in the deep
at any moment
Willing to have everything
that once was, 
just a moment ago, 
washed away
so that nothing remains 
of a way back
She eats it 
She washes your feet
that new Earth be unburdened 
by misplaced desire
Your courtship with continual dissolution
 fills your gaping mouth
 with Her swelling tongue
ravenous for the Grace 
that has guided you down the narrow path
Now you taste the luminous shine of your birth
and the decay of what 
you have taken for granted
You appear to be mad
daring the ledge like that
So innocent
as if you know not of danger
But ah! 
True insanity 
is to go digging for your old
footsteps in the sand 

I hope this finds you wrapped in the wonder of your own unfolding.

Shira Starfire

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