Red Crystal Skywalker/ Electric Deer Moon of Service, Day 4

 5 Ben

 

Red Crystal Skywalker

 

 I can almost hear

My Soul walking –

She was crippled – lame

Limping about –

Slouching toward Bethlehem

In Grief and Pain

Separated from Splendor –

Spending Days cramped  

In over-crowded Places –

In small guarded 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