Survival
© Azure, 1998
Indeed I have become you.
A link carved in Universal stone, unscathed by fire,
Oblivious to destruction, deaf to our mortal will,
Surviving on the love of the Lady, eternal.
We are a pulsing lifeline to each other's soul.
I am an Entity of the Spiritual Realm.
She has created a clone of my brother within me.
I have visited the tormented years,
Felt the rage and the hopelessness,
Let go of a dwindling spark a bit each day
Until the darkness won.
And now I stand here, shapeshifted
Under the glow of Lunar Lady
I am wallowing in a womb of protection,
A formless body of ionic mass,
My mind shut down, muted, aware but unharmed.
My eyes glow amber, but they are not mine.
A portal opens.
I have created the reality that my survival depends on.
I am in control and I am free of the chains
That bind me to a place of conditional caring and mundane madness.
I am judged but I judge not,
For I am everyone.
Those who reject me are fearful and ignorant.
My will and Her will are paramount in my world.
I journey with new vision into a safe place beyond.
No one can touch me.
I dance the sacred dance of freedom.
The music enters my realm and takes me beneath
To the land of the faeries,
Deep within the heart of the only Mother
Who has shown me perfect love.
I move with the rhythm of the flames, round and round,
Spiralling to Her voice until I fall, spent and joyous,
Into a peaceful sleep beneath Her stars.
