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Lanzamother
A poem for Lanzarote

Dark Mother I am impatient 
To celebrate your vulnerable, wild nature in a poem,
But I don’t know You, 
yet…
I long to dance your breathtakingly raw beauty 
But I feel like an adolescent on his first date.
I try to sing of your Majestic grandeur
And sensual, fragile grace.
But the melody is trapped, stuck somewhere.
I’m like a frustrated mute
Gesticulating wildly, madly…
Who no-one understands – not even me.
I fear
My clumsy words will never be able to properly express
The infinitely wondrous depths 
Of your unfathomless rich darkness.

And yet your strange rugged presence
Wakens a new mysterious passion
Which heal my hidden bandaged wounds,
Your dozing, yet uncompromising fire
Laps at my feet, warming my legs,
Teasing my sleeping sex,
Gnawing at the stomach of the warrior
Gone shopping
And is feverishly knocking
On the door of my lonely distracted heart.

I stand in awe!
And am jealous of your lover César,
He knew how to seduce, adore and protect You,
I am the foolish city-boy lingering outside your window.
Still, I cannot ignore You
Your proud black rugged Volcano sculptures
Are vast, awesome, brutal!
Yet innocently wild and uncorrupted, 
They remind me of dark empty mirrored halls
In the lonely unexplored parts of my house.
Your twisted, tortured, naked landscape 
Tears at my senses,
Scares my judge, teacher, lawyer, and priest
Challenges my spirituality -
My ideas and concepts of consciousness, meditation, 
And unconditional love.   

You don’t play fair
You have been taunting and whispering 
To me in my dreams
Making me yearn, long for You 
You tantalizing lover.
Now You are beckoning to me
Like a ancient teacher 
With a secret…

I want to shout, „leave me alone”
But some part of me which I don’t know much about…
Whispers: “thank You, thank You for…”

© Sangeet Portals 2018
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