ego
anger
sex
these are what we have stripped
demonized.
vilified.
separated from the soul, by a blade of shame.
these tender explosive keys home.
my devotion, is utterly endless.
It is an aching, bleeding, stream.
I surrender to myself.
I surrender to my ego, my anger, my sex.
I let it in, until I am bleeding from every cell
I am devoured.
from the inside out.
I stop listening to the incessant voices.
I claim my own.
egoic woman
angry woman
sexual woman
explosions ricochet out of me as the greatest fears, the darkest corners
of humanity
within me
are seen.
the most twisted aspects of our tender truth
the split and sunder of our hearts
are faced with a surrender that knows no bounds
a devotion that knows no other way.
they scream out as they are touched for the first time
held instead of vilified
reclaimed instead of pushed further into the space of seperation
every bit of chaos, opens me to myself in every way I avoided
“don’t be too big”
“don’t scare them with how much you are”
“hold it back, you’re a good person”
these falsities I have let dice my humanity are seen for there true fragility.
I hold them.
my ego cries, tears falling on her cheeks
no longer branded with a scarlet letter.
as she is allowed to stand.
my anger shows me the way,
Its flame a protective barrier against all lies and manipulation of my cherished innocence.
finally it says, I have value. I am seen.
my sex, finally my own, sealed in the chamber of its own endless heart.
as it is claimed, it no longer seeks that which never fills.
I venture, to the deepest darkest part of the red temple.
I sit here. Breathe here.
The Blackness.
I was told to fear, avoid.
I confront with an open heart now.
Not in any other.
In. My. Self.
I see the mirror, filled with smokey blackness, the serpents skin laid at the alter.
I approach it, for the first time in my life.
ready, to accept and venture into the place I have endlessly circled all my life.
the one we all avoid.
I. See. Her.
And
I
Let
Her
In.
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