|MojoZone - Laura|
December 22nd 2001
Text written by and copyright © 2001,2010 Laura Cain
HTML and layout design by and copyright © 2001,2010 Rebellious O'Megan One
I gaze upward, feeling like a phoenix, my featherless wings reaching back
The fire and flames brew within the core of my being
Where a lone drum beats, vibrating, expanding, encompassing all internals
The heat intensifies, the stretch exceeds expectation, far beyond the body and the mind
Out from the cloud comes clarity, I follow the wind.
In the asana, above me flies a vulture, the scavenger of the sky
Circling around my evading energy and devouring its dark discipline
A balance created by the beast so criticized for his dining of decayed delights.
Lifting my heart, I humbly thank the tagged "ugly" for his innate beauty and purpose,
For digesting the dysfunctional demons of denial, and allowing release through revelation.
Red strands are pulled from my carcass, tendons.tension
A spring-loaded larynx, projects a voice no longer silent
Stronger, wiser, wilder
The black bird continues to pull me apart.
I watch deeply, sing loudly.
From karmic corners past, my quest for truth
Is like sifting through sand when the elements are most fierce,
A timeless tick this task, charted only by the taskmaster.
The inertia of intention will provide pathways, discoveries,
for this soul's demons and disease to dissipate.