Tuesday, August 4, 2020

Earth Abides




the Time of No Time
Mother Shaking to her Core
a Time of Madness and of Spirit

the monsters that walk amongst us
the fires of their hatreds burn Unceasing
but the seed the fruit will live longer

germinate in Utter Silence
Darkness mulch and mould mycelia Life
even in the oppressive heat of a plague summer

treating others’ bodies as if they were their Own
touch designed as if to Claim a Right
out into the Night mists rising darkening

in a time when there are no Roads
paths create themselves
in a time when there are no Clocks
Imagine

I taste the depths of you breathe you in
swirl obscure completing the Stillness
swift blade of the Dark

this is your Dance no water no food
thank God if there is a God or gods
for you

jealous of the Rain caressing your skin
wanting your touch above all things
spill the last of your life into me

what we undertake for each other
This Dance, No hesitation No Fear
I acknowledge the Light in you

and Earth Abides



© 2020 pamela twining

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