Thursday, June 19, 2008

THE SNAKE

The Snake is Black.
Big, Black Snake
slithers across my white down bed
while I am underneath
sleeping.


I inhale
and 
four ruby roses
root me to the
Earth Mama.


Exhail
steamy petals
stream upwards

and two blood oranges 
beneath my belly move


spine twists
spine spins

and a Big Bright Sun
bursts open in my Center


The Snake is dancing now
dancing in my belly 
dancing in my breath


In hale, long, ...and deep, and full...

The air is better here with you
Ana hata
"this vibration which exists to enrapture 
and console"


but I want to talk to you
i want to tell you how beautiful it
is here

Can you hear me?
Can you see

Can you see the Snake becoming white
Can you see the jewels in its crown?



Yes, you say.
I hear
I see.

It is clear

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