Aug 06, 2007 13:03
Again, I follow another prompt from all_unwritten; "In the Beginning," for me, rings the sound of scripture. Yet, I decide, to make it my own: my beginning. I have had many. Falls, restarts; crash and burn sequences followed, inevitably, by a recreation of sorts.
in the Beginning
there was you...
you tore your Rib for me to breathe,
and i gnawed it before relenting;
accepting.
in the Beginning
i also was there.
do you forget?
panting from the burden
of bone not mine.
dancing eyes,
laughing hands,
i succumbed to your force.
i knelt
with lowered lids.
"He will come for you--"
i speak as lightly
as the dawn approaching.
hesitation digresses
and you offend my face.
in the beginning
there was Joy…
immeasurable Joy.
do you remember?
awakening