Friday, February 27, 2009

A funeral

The circle is strong, sacred
Breath takes transcendence against the waves
his smile strengthens what I'm about to do

Words unspoken pour down in sync with tears
The circle holds me in presence
Fire cracks and I throw the anger into the fire
It dances in smoke and releases into air sucked into the jungle
absorbed by the trees and the plants, balancing

He is very close transposed against this jungle 
Grieving and loving
He helps me feed this fire with peace
as I energetically cut my ties

I free him, I free me
Love energetically lifting the boughs of darkness
I offer him peace
I let go

The fire cracks
I open my eyes
Silence
The circle holds

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