Monday, July 4, 2011

Entangled

What is this madness that holds me
hovering
over your open flame?
My wings beat, my heart flutters.
Why do I burn so to die in your fire?
And fall,
as ash,
to the ground.

What is this shadow that stalks me
under moon and star and sun light?
Though my path lies definite over the winter land,
yet will I steal into that dark temple
to place my heart
on your unholy altar.

I am the little bird
beating its bruised and desperate body
against the glass window of your being
again and again.

2 comments:

cathwrynn said...

DeepakChopra
"If you don't have a shadow you must be standing in darkness"

cathwrynn said...

DeepakChopra
What the light reveals is obvious. What the shadow conceals is more interesting

The shadow is daek secretive seductive & brings a gift if you embrace it