Bleed Me

Tiptoeing through tufts of grass, soft and bushy blades I reach an uneven spill,

This is my spot, as though carved out for only me to fill,

Few times we come across a déjà vu- places revisited- life’s moment repeated

I have been here before; this is my dwelling, here is where I lay to rest

For this is my place.

I lay within the blades cascading tickles over my skin, I feel the whisper of its dew

Smell the patience of its growth, I hear the worms squirm below.

I am home.

After a few precious seconds drinking in the swaying wind,

The grounding of my lay contrasting with the softness of my bedding,

A few moments absorbing it within, I allow myself to open eye.

And see our open skies.

Above me is my focus, drawn to this place in time,

Illuminated in full degree, alignment of the three, I am part of thee

Above me roars in silent

She stares down at me with knowing questioning.

Small as I feel, wrapped in two I weep

for her beauty astounds me and within reflects me.

Staring at the fullest grace, on such a date I know no bounds within reality

Lost in her deepness, her vast face open and almost translucent

As it radiates the power of our celestial sun her powerful transformation has yet to become.

Tracing lines of deep craters, so close I am sure should I leap up would I be engulfed into one

I stare and stare and wait patiently, for I know life’s mysteries shall be shown to me.

It creeps firstly in the corner, like a tainting; the echo of darkness

I expected it to move slowly, I thought I had more time, I hesitate to reach my camera

In fact, realising, I. am. paralysed.

Perhaps mystified or hypnotised, I’m entranced

I stare agape in the beauty unfolding before me, rushing in like sudden downpour

The beautiful full white moon now drenched in a deep red, blood drips into all crevices

I want to say wow, not a word I can utter

Have I taken a breath, am I even still breathing, I realise in panic my lips shall not move

Paralysed in truth, and out of words past depth; I am stuck

I am stuck, I shan’t be undone, tied to the shackles of the bladed grass now cutting into my sink

I am stuck, I am lost, entranced within, beyond me is vast darkness save for the blood light

Stars fading into background, ground vibrations shake my heart yet I do not fight

The blood light bounds over me, unjudging, all knowing, all seeing.

Why should I flee, or jump to run, when I am all undone?

Bathe me, purify me, release chains before me

Wondrous swirls of blood drip down into me, like sweat reabsorbed into pores

Leaking into the slit of my mouth, dribbling over bloody red lips,

Filling iris and eyelids. I am blinded with sight

I hear the worms beneath me rise.

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Softly tugged, I open my open eyes and see a different reality before me

Gone are swirls of lines, numbers cascading between angles and time,

Past is liquid flow, still breath, and bloods overflow

Nebula no more float, crashing into black holes

Before me soars the beauty of she, in all her powerful glory

Radiant white spills the land, closer than ever before

on this spring equinox, new beginnings tie us to the now; forcing us to let go

Before the chaos, or perhaps after for I do not know,

Our Super Blood Worm moon smirks knowingly and naïve

And I know the eclipse hasn’t even started, destruction is yet to come

I saw the number 2 twice, I saw the dance of life

I saw illuminating darkness; I had been transformed

I have been the future, I have re-laid the past

I am here and I am home.