I am the warm, wet fertile soil
Underbelly of earth
All things grow from me
and I from them
I am bee and
sweet honey
The maker and the maid
Singer of sunrise
Caller of birdsong
I am the nest silently waiting
under snow
for new birth
and the taking of flight
The waves crashing
in rhythm with the moon
I am the moon
and she, me
We play tug of war on the beach like children
heedless of time
I am clawed beast on summer night
devouring my prey
After,
I will fly down upon her with night black wings
to pick at the bones I left behind
I am the darkness you lose yourself behind
The light you eat as animal flesh and tender new shoots
Remember
there is no beginning
and no end
Just one continuous breathe
whispering
Life
Life
Life
Underbelly of earth
All things grow from me
and I from them
I am bee and
sweet honey
The maker and the maid
Singer of sunrise
Caller of birdsong
I am the nest silently waiting
under snow
for new birth
and the taking of flight
The waves crashing
in rhythm with the moon
I am the moon
and she, me
We play tug of war on the beach like children
heedless of time
I am clawed beast on summer night
devouring my prey
After,
I will fly down upon her with night black wings
to pick at the bones I left behind
I am the darkness you lose yourself behind
The light you eat as animal flesh and tender new shoots
Remember
there is no beginning
and no end
Just one continuous breathe
whispering
Life
Life
Life