The Sun Rises
I'd been the fire in the rain
the sun in the storm
I'd been everywhere
and nowhere
my broken back arched
once in defiance,
a monk chanted and
the moon stood still
I told him,
don’t pray for me I am a
godless goddess
the white fire burns in me
and no other
through a tongue-less mouth
I screamed for release
into the otherworld
having a million words to say
I was speechless
~~~
the sun rises in me again
healing my wounds
the answer to my cries
I am free again to dream
my monk friend,
take my hands feel my faith
my broken back now healed
arches in exaltation
I dance on moonbeams
sliding the light of beauty
dream catchers spin with
the sound of my first word
I am reborn and new once more
only my joy will be the death of me
Copyright © Jayne Eggins | Year Posted 2013
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