White Resonant Wind/ Overtone Peacock Moon of Radiance, Day 22

7 Ik

White Resonant Wind

I hear the Call

From an eastern Gate –

From Roses on the Vine

 

Lightning flashes Foot to Head

Settling in the Belly –

A slow Burn of wild Desire

 

I feel a Call

Lifting me from the Desert

Out of Drought into the Mist --

 

Gone the dry Brush

Gone the burning Sun

 Cool Breezes fly through me

 

I know this Call

I’ve heard it before –

Before Locusts ate my Passion

 

From an Oasis

Fresh Water flows

My Thirst is sated, my Hunger gone.

 

©Kleomichele Leeds