A BIRTH

Twelve hours in velvet dark
I waited for your shaft
to penetrate my channel of desire
birthing purity and long lashes

You came without a doubt
Acacia branches making curtains
their feet digging deep for
the numinosity of life

Wisdom of Time feeding a
penetration into pink moistness
Deeply hidden thorns created
a serpent circle of protection

Descent spiralled into eardrums
eyeballs, silently swirling light
dividing with space, minerals
unfolding with Earth’s rhythm

Her sister shed joyful tears
for her soft arched feet
whilst pansy petals fell
for dainty fingers curling

As missionary I buried a sticky
cord beneath Acacia
Understood the elixir of truth and
your departure into shadows


©GhairoDanielsPoetry1997