automatism

in explicating excerpts
of subconscious subtext,
the truths once repressed
now become manifest.
through strange practices
amusement is sought
by diving blindly into
dark depths of thought-
where light seldom will penetrate
beneath fathoms which separate
the self from the
mind submerged;
in depths of dark silence,
the two diverged.
when groping in unconsciousness,
the deepest trench
of mind is dredged.
the granules of sediment
are used to divine
by those who fail to realize
these thoughts are words internalized.

[related reading: automatism and automatic writing]

She Is My Great Mother

Between Worlds

Peak of Eternal Light

you are the
illuminated one,
whose radiance
comes not from within
but from the source
of all luminance;

the one who
birthed the
darkness vast
and emits
light from
nothingness,

encompassing all,
it reaches those
who flee to
darker hemispheres,
fearing the light
which they don't
understand,

as you remain
unmoved among
crumbling peaks
and craters deep.
uneclipsed by
fear's shadow,

you welcome
the constant
dawning as
you reflect
upon my self
the purest
light of love.


[related reading: peak of eternal light]


[and yes.]

Out of Place

Convergence

Uncoiling and unfolding
loving tension building
in longing glances given
and kisses stolen during
days filled with
nighttime wanting,
cultivating ecstasy's release
in mapping of uncharted flesh
and each caress of perfection
by worthy wandering hands.

Hands only desiring memory
be placed within their
lines and whorls
as they stray from
gladly offered gifts to
softly trembling virgin's palms,
drawing comfort from gentleness
of knowing extremities
encasing vulnerable skin
of another in communion
more intimate than that
shared in dark doorways.

Liberty Leading the People