Opening

This time is a time of

Opening, 

Opening to the world

To the interplay of energies

That would have me feel

Stomach pain for the dog

Who ate the cacao, that allows

Tendrils of spirit to drape

Across me as I walk through

Tired trees.

This time of opening, it is

Also a time of grieving,

Feeling the loss and heart

Break of a world unseen

Too long, Her people left

To weave mirages in the

Shifting sands of destruction.

I talk with you every day,

Now, I commune with you

In your divinity and I feel

Your presence. Your Love, I

Your Beloved, I Your majestic

Spirit rising hard to take

My seat at the meadowed

Grove and feast upon your

Bodily delights.