XXI: Universe

Blinking we enter the light of the sun,
Forged by the night and the ways that we’ve been,
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

Deep in our bones are the truths that we’ve won,
Starlit and knife-edged and inkdrenched and keen,
Blinking we enter the light of the sun.

All hiding discarded, unbinding is done,
each chain we still carry uncovered and seen,
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

Through some gates we struggled, through other’s we’ve run,
regardless we’ve ended betwixt and between,
Blinking we enter the light of the sun.

Life’s curses are real though we are all One,
Paradoxical magic; the gift of night’s Queen.
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

We leapt and we landed, with wings or with none,
We take up our journey to keep our hearts clean;
Blinking we enter the light of the sun,
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

 

~ Autumn Equinox 2017

from the collection Showing My Hand