Red Self-Existing Skywalker/ Crystal Rabbit Moon of Dedication, Day 7

4 Ben

  

Red Self-Existing Skywalker

 

 I can almost hear

My Soul walking –

She was crippled – lame

Limping about –

Slouching toward Bethlehem

In Grief and Pain

Separated from Splendor –

Hiding for Days cramped  

In over-crowded Places –

In small unguarded Spaces

 

Now Signs and Symbols shout –

Translating the Unconscious

Into Consciousness –

Crushing the overarching Power

Of the Patriarchy

To miss the Point entirely

 

Oh, my waking, walking Soul – my Guide –

Let us prance and dance with Ease

Like a fat elm in a strong Breeze –

My Heart beats to the Rhythm of your Stride.

 

 

©Kleomichele Leeds