Soul Surfer
"Soul Surfer"
I bought some sea shell beads
today,
stood by the ocean
while the half sharp winter wind
washed
through
me
and
whispered stinging sticatto
cold licks next to my ear, so sincerely -
that spot, you know that spot
you know where,
where warm breath should imprint
fast, hard and so hot,
the sharp winter wind caresses that spot
all too urgently
entices, whispers,
"stay with me, or move away...your choice".
I stayed, I listened while the
sharp winter wind toyed
with me,
washed perilously close all around me,
but not through me;
that half sharp Winter wind, it beckoned,
wrapped its ethereal sinuous arms around me
and whispered ever so superlunary,
"Come unto me,
next chapter my dear!
which way to steer?
Stay moored?
Or push off through it all,
harbour's not the place
to live life after all.
Push out and away
cut through
all of the shallows -
cut straight out through the deep,
past the shark nets and fat furry seals that do bellow,
where monsters with sharp teeth
glide insolently next to you,
all the while beckoning,
go deeper
go deep
diving for pearls,
you oblige and dive
deep.
There was an Ancient Mariner...she remembered
and an albatross
soaring so high
a good omen
in the minds of
brilliant enlightenment
dodging harpoons of the ignorant
while she twirled and pirouetted
with St Elmo's Fire;
and all the while
a Phoenix rose burning from a
funeral pyre, trilling,
"Onward and upward
I'll move closer to thee".
And onward and upward
she rose higher and higher
so close to the sun it was mortally dire
but the Sun was warmer
than the sharp winter wind,
that grew colder and deadlier, drunk on
flippant transparent whims;
that was the mirror
she did not want to enfold,
she determined stronger and stronger
she would kiss the Sun before she grew
ancient and the Moon became bolder,
bold enough to
shine moonbeams on her
battered body bathed in light
she was
Gold,
Golder than Light
and he was the
Night
dark indigo velvet draping his body around
her swift flight.
At some point the Moon Kisses the Sun,
like two souls
searching the other side of a mirror
hand to mirror hand to mirror
closer
but never, not nearer.
The Moon Kisses the Sun
in the ocean's reflection
when day is all
done;
Never so clearer.
(LadyLabyrinth/LLB)
Nov 2017- Nov 2019
re-post
"Wash", Bon Iver
https://youtu.be/KMfL7rVAu0U
Lyrics: https://genius.com/Bon-iver-wash-lyrics
“Love will travel as far as you let it. It has no limits.”
"Come unto me,
next chapter my dear!
Which way to steer?"
"Hermonax", H.D.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse?contentId=12822
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2019
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