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Thursday, September 17, 2015

Tea and Wandering

Spearmint tea
Soft bed
Crickets and traffic competing outside

Warm skin, patiently alive
Bra tired breasts finally free
Eyes that want to close 
Fingers absently twirling hair

Words doing their dance all day 
Can never catch them all 
Some spill out onto the page 
While the others scamper off giggling
Like children, hand in hand 

You don't want to want but you do
And you breathe Love
Like an ecstatic ache 
The cat purrs and the clock chimes the hour 

The fortune teller who knows everything 
But sees nothing 
And in your definitive answerlessness 
You vibrate and pulse 
Like a fuzzy bee on a flower

Woman
So long asleep
No inkling 
Of your true nature 

Power 
Ecstasy  
Creator 
Destroyer 
Love
Integrated
Embodied
Beautiful 
Goddess

And there's where it's so bizarre 
Endlessly perfect geometric variation 
All of creation alive
Breathing, vibrating as One
And you're part of it! 
We all are

You lie naked across the bed 
Twirling your hair 
Car tires, neighbors voices
And random thoughts of the day 
Popping in and out of your awareness 
Like a mental game of whack-a-mole

You aren't really certain 
If you will alter the cosmos now
Or perhaps have more tea 
Both seem quite viable 











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