RED SEA

RED SEA At the mouth I lay splayed blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink mud of my anus, ink of my sacred septum white flags drenched with rain diluted red corpuscles sharp splinter rain kissing my life force gasping A silenced Aleph commanded not Am I to ether evaporate into cloud envelopes in another war of no avail bony invisible fingers on thirsty thyroid witnessing mudskippers sliding ? Am I to crawl into my sea of red beginnings, red endings sea of loveless lessons my babes under pebbles, rifles, arrows I know not which non-linearity taking its toll covering their fragrant smiles dancing shoes, paintbrushes blue lace skirts, cinnamon cakes waves of auburn hair upon blood or futuristic funk fiddle floors matrixing their tracks into filmstrips drumbeat dances vinegar vignettes watched by silent staring eyes snaking silhouette slitherings ? Red Sea shimmered rubied sea shells blood soaked bundled ropes war cries silenced trial blazing tribes into sun drenched desert camps to chomp dried dates nothing more oracles buried wrapped in striped sand scarves swords and daggers phantomly endless swirling creating unrivalled tracks reptilian scales upon skulls hard as granite to itch lifetime after lifetime Red Sea a detached canvas witnessing human evolution or folly Veined muscles rippled long armed wavelets down Red Sea strategically silent sombre slow from source to mouth where I lay wondering what Most High would filter next Would He absorb my doubt into a luminosity of His belly or watch me writhe on a shore that would not speak as silent as buried babes and mud fish ? Would this be another unfinished Love hacked by war for land that belonged somewhere in space ? Would wheels of Helios reach mine dissolving inward to fractilised Source desiring eyes to finger my upright pineal magnetising El Morya or Mother Mary or Rowena ? Let war torn cheeks melt into this sea of blood connecting mud to mud land to land in an eternal slow movement to Union dissolution Red Sea ! Claim not premature wrinkles neither aid misplaced tadpoles to toddle through my nostrils Let blue veined arms reach my open palms before roe gestate onto my drops of blood trickling colour feeding your waters with my life This stillness after war this unspeakable peace before surrender this brown scarred body now knows that escape is only a procrastinator to fingering the hairline of Brahmin melting millennia maya Red Sea red or blue craggy crafty clear my choice of eyes spill patterned questions wide on your shore of no avail as Tabernacle gaped at nerve damaged red slashes across my forearms bare Can Love rescue this spiral twisting of war games before my papery skin become scales of scorpion-fish… Will Union merge holy lands spinning vortices sacred bodies or will games continue truce after truce while human flesh and minds derail perfected plans of God for free wild winds of lilac lullabies across waters of Judea ? Red Sea before war Red Sea after war Red Sea cradling births partings, sightings, disconnections bathing my thighs awaiting An anchor of ankles angulating a moving sea of red awaiting blue veined arms is where I live and love merged Muse eternal with my own Sea of blood ! ©GhairoDanielsPoetry&Song 2024