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"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
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