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…opening lepidopteran wings
Your ambient moods paint buttermilk skies
whirling with conceptions striking aluminous light.
In the distance transposing by the seraphical gateways
sealed inside the vaults of your inner fortitude,
you make believable delusions upon stigmata’s fabrics
where another exists only for you…offering silk cocoons;
…opening lepidopteran wings…caressing zephyrs providence…
But your lobe’s tunnels are like the ossuary tombs
buried within the deepest sepulcher secrecies;
begotten from love…
…time’s evolving compass motions;
Beneath sandstones and pillar’s mortar and marble orbs. ..
You build walls to protect…yet destroy growth’s orchids
painted with shells in disguise…restraining your soul’s decorement…
Deliberately…hiding the sacred lotus petals from your hearts voice.
Is this destiny being denied?
Can you take emery to your wounds evermore?
Or can you see?
Can you allow yourself to feel
this melding permanence?
Can you permit your desire to accept
this herbal water pouring augurous jewels,
infusing essences healing as a salve anointing
new promises within these liberations for you?
(Written: April 14th, 2010 6:42 p/m)
In Joy, In Peace, In Grace, In Harmony of Love
Love’s Bounty Embracing Unisons of Truth
“…opening lepidopteran wings”
Copyright© 2010 Poetess Victoria L. McColley