I go forth, flaming skull,
I push through the darkness - light my way -
I find the bones, I do,
I cradle them to my breast,
I suckle them into life…the marrow the feast
I will feed the Gods,
The pulsating membranes the energy given,
Dancing through me -
I give it back when I light the fire,
The truth glowing through the sockets…
Light my way, flaming skull,
Burn away the lies…the facades, the fear…
I hold you high, the stick in my fist cool,
Higher and higher still…see them run and hide?
Come…don’t be scared…
Come, come…I will suckle you in the forest,
The trees, they will show us the way,
Let us go, let us dig in the rich earth,
We will find the bones,
Wherever they are buried…
Dena L Moore
January 31, 2008
Thanks and blessings to all who read and comment on my work!!
Come, come…I will suckle you in the forest <--- soounds like somthing one can't refuse...
This is beautifully penned inspiration! I love it! Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Hauntingly beautiful write. You write with and awesome passion. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.