I feel her inside of me
The goddess she blossoms,
Even in the bitter cold,
Ripe like crimson winter berries,
Rubies against slopes of white,
In the dark she calls,
Ever nearer,
Deep within,
Never without,
I shall not fear the dark,
The unknown,
Whenever she’s here,
Surely I’m home,
Goddess unseen,
I only feel you,
Pulsing through my veins,
In the touch of a leaf,
Caress of a hand,
Silk of water flowing over me,
Where can I not find you?
That I surely don’t wish to know,
Goddess you are in me,
you are with me,
You are me,
And this
We,
I
Know.
Tag: cold
Warm and Cold
Feel the crisp cold against your cheek,
While the light of day burns overhead,
Warming the same spot,
it is a tug of war,
Between the sun and atmosphere,
Warm and cold both wanting to pull you near.
Winter Forecast
Familiar ping of icy droplets strikes the window pane,
Hits the pavement,
Snow, as forecast nestles between browned grass blades,
Winter has formally arrived,
Made itself known
With a frosted cold,
I am a small being,
Against the wind whispering chill upon my reddened cheek,
Against the magnitude of seasons taking place,
Against the backdrop of Earth and sky finding equilibrium,
Against the universe that goes on unfazed by changes over my head
— the life alerting weather shifts that fall down as soft white dust, building into great mountains,
Full Moon Thoughts
A white halo rests over ground,
Ice chills the core,
And the glow of moonlight illuminates
This early night,
I should beckon my lids to close,
But even when they do,
I’ll remain awake,
Lost in these full moon thoughts of you
Seasonal Clock
It is cold,
And the rain trickles down the panes,
Whispering of winter still to come,
And I resist acknowledging the inevitable,
As if my denial of consent,
Will keep the seasonal clock
Right where it is.
Winter Solstice
Winter darkness envelopes,
In thick smokey blankets,
The chill is deep and braces bones,
And in the splendor of white snow beauty
There is irony,
In the fear and loneliness of a winter abyss
That is so breathtaking,
And the Moon and sun see this
and shift their positions in the sky,
To warm and comfort the anxious
Lifeforms on earthen ground below,
And moon grows larger,
Glowing,
For longer light as the sun is farthest away,
“No,” whispers a silent voice
In the pitch,
“I’d never leave you,
Not that way”,
And so twinkle the diamonds
Of the sky,
the Moon lights the way,
As round the sun we go
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