Aug 02, 2007 18:00
I am a doe frozen
Praying invisibility,
Futility;
The Huntress is lining up her shot.
I am stagnant water,
Clogged with clusters
Of cloudy amphibian
Eggs, like eyes.
I am your hair rising,
Every inch of your body alive
And lucid with electric anticipation;
And a sudden certainty
the lightning is watching you.
You are seen and known and loved
You are naked, child
You see, You know, You Love.
So let it go.
Let go of "one way or the other"
Let go of black or white.
You set down the crucifix and the sword
In order to become
who you are.
So, become, little star, this fragile flame
Become, Celestial One
Become the lightning watching.
Become the rain & snow
Become her silver bow, become the arrow.
Become the reeds and sand and duckweed;
Water's purification
And Water's movement to become
Rivers & lakes,
Vessels & veins of liquid Story.
Become the Earth's catharsis.
Become the Lunar light&pull.
Become the night-song,
the breaking of day
Become the unity of opposites,
Tides divided no longer.
Become so you can Know
Balance is not found in stillness:
Harmony is the movement of Becoming.
My Child, remember
whenever you breathe out:
breathe in.