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