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“we have forgotten that we were born
of celestial cataclysm.
we have forgotten how to dance
bare-footed on the earth to the cadence
of our souls. we have forgotten the ritual
fires and the acrid tang of holy smoke
on our tongues.”
― Night Cycles: Poetry for a Dark Night of the Soul
of celestial cataclysm.
we have forgotten how to dance
bare-footed on the earth to the cadence
of our souls. we have forgotten the ritual
fires and the acrid tang of holy smoke
on our tongues.”
― Night Cycles: Poetry for a Dark Night of the Soul
“The end is never worth the beginning.”
― Vali Myers
― Vali Myers
“do you dare to step in-
to the vulnerable black, stripped
to the soul with human blindness –
when the full and weeping
moon steps from the shade
of a tumult of mountains –
when, in the fragrant dim,
day's tree stump transforms
into some nether-worldly other –
when time's skin is thin and you are
bared – when there is nothing
between you and the Wildest One
whose name is your own?”
― Night Cycles: Poetry for a Dark Night of the Soul
to the vulnerable black, stripped
to the soul with human blindness –
when the full and weeping
moon steps from the shade
of a tumult of mountains –
when, in the fragrant dim,
day's tree stump transforms
into some nether-worldly other –
when time's skin is thin and you are
bared – when there is nothing
between you and the Wildest One
whose name is your own?”
― Night Cycles: Poetry for a Dark Night of the Soul
“now I'm blinking in a new gloaming
and all I see as I'm stretched low down here
is a world of women flat on their frozen
faces. we are the ground itself, corporeal
carpet of cells, softness calloused hard
beneath the pebbled soles of the fathers
and husbands and brothers and priests
and it's a horror if you could see it,
a world of women ruined
by man's fear.”
― Night Cycles: Poetry for a Dark Night of the Soul
and all I see as I'm stretched low down here
is a world of women flat on their frozen
faces. we are the ground itself, corporeal
carpet of cells, softness calloused hard
beneath the pebbled soles of the fathers
and husbands and brothers and priests
and it's a horror if you could see it,
a world of women ruined
by man's fear.”
― Night Cycles: Poetry for a Dark Night of the Soul
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