fire 09/09/2011
the mountains have been on fire all week long smoke streaks the clear september evening sky as the sun slips - a hot red ball - into its path inside i am burning too kali, the goddess of destruction, is having her way with that forest in the distance and with my own essence, with my own heart. old growth turns to cinder and smoke "fuego mi espiritu" i lit this fire. smoke rises higher on my crazy faith but the coward inside craves escape. water. what is burning? what will grow from these ashes? the mountains have been on fire all week long  CommentsLeave a Reply | about me"once you get over the fear, then its a cinch," she said. and then she leaped into a mountainous and unexplored region of her heart. archivesFebruary 2012 categoriesAll |
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