03-03-2010, 07:48 PM
Here's one I came up with today.
A path in the sand
Made by dry scales,
ever flowing sideways.
The serpent ambles on,
sure in his path,
precarious as it may be.
He tastes God in the air.
Here I am
on clumsy legs,
tripping on weeds,
following a blind premonition.
Could I join you,
my brother,
on my belly,
and be closer to Mother?
If I could just
shed this skin,
and move so purposefully
forward, unafraid…
You transform yourself
So easily.
Could I borrow
your steadfast ways
for a day?
Lie me down
in the cool sand.
Let me see the world
through your eyes,
dimmed to all the loud,
bothersome trivialities
of the surface,
but ever intuned
with what lies within.
Let me be a serpent for today,
and tomorrow I transform
and grow wings.
A path in the sand
Made by dry scales,
ever flowing sideways.
The serpent ambles on,
sure in his path,
precarious as it may be.
He tastes God in the air.
Here I am
on clumsy legs,
tripping on weeds,
following a blind premonition.
Could I join you,
my brother,
on my belly,
and be closer to Mother?
If I could just
shed this skin,
and move so purposefully
forward, unafraid…
You transform yourself
So easily.
Could I borrow
your steadfast ways
for a day?
Lie me down
in the cool sand.
Let me see the world
through your eyes,
dimmed to all the loud,
bothersome trivialities
of the surface,
but ever intuned
with what lies within.
Let me be a serpent for today,
and tomorrow I transform
and grow wings.