Wednesday, April 24, 2013

The Inner Circle


An inner circle of presence, of graceful power and silent conscience forms the eye of a new universe, the germ of a new seed - birth of a new life, and an undoing.

What is this new sprouting, a new skin that shows under ugly scabs of healed scars. A standing witness to necessary pain, a growing pang, of a new breed but chronologically maturing, not necessary of new physical birth. The woman emerges and the girl is set free.

The space has expanded, ceiling dissolves. Energies emanate and her skin glows. There is translucent light within her, and it is only for those that connect to see. For the rest she is a quite, non-existent being, inconspicuous and insignificant. Yesterday, a has-been, a nest that has been flown. She smiles away their pitiful glances and her light shines brighter within her. Her music is special and her frequency exclusive. She knows. She knows.

For those that see her, she is a diva and for those that touch her, she blossoms and blooms. The rest pass on by, and throw her a glance, following the brightest and most shining star. In the darkness left behind,  her corner is bright. It is hope and love she has to offer. Her strength just enough to show her location. The lost and the wounded retire around her. The last flame they see flickering is her smile.

There is no envy, no sense of wrong doing. She will keep her promises and watch over her clutch till her time has come. The edge of her skirt is her territory and she owns it like no other. Her brood in its folds and grow under it, shining their mirrors and catching her reflection. Her eyes burn with pride and watchful care preparing for her voice to be joined up in decibel. They join in chorus and the deafening hum is comforting.

The flutter she feels is more than that of a light refreshing breeze.  Ideas meld and the aroma of a new thinking permeate the space around her.

She finds an inner circle. Eyes wide open, hearts on fire, trembling in awe of the challenges and possibilities. Together in sisterhood. They dance in the moonlight. Their shadows are one.