I’ve returned, Mother
A poem
Published in
Dec 22, 2021
The eyes I see
Are one
Bright shining light
Surrendered in peace
These days of my becoming
Arms wide of abundance
Equanimous thirst for what is to be
Grateful, grounded
Gaining foot direction and precipice
For wings that learn how to fly
Open and certain
Wiser
In your embrace I have found myself
Edge of the abyss landscape and sky
Spacious and serene
Crusts falling down
Diligently composting
Nourishing my own roots
Returning to you
And to myself
Oh, the doors I have opened in my heart
Chamber-sheltered pain bottles
Dusty of emptiness
Unidentifiable
Who I once was
Evaporated in the alchemy
Of water and fire
Atlachinolli
Clean of chasing storms
Transformed
I, liquid
You, cocoon.
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