I am still, I am naked.
Darkness is the velvet cloak that covers
All of me.
My skin. The softness of a feather.
Drops of silence trickle through my veins, and I am whole again.
Remembering becomes elusive when I begin to think and get crowded.
Getting lost in the labyrinth of the screeching noise of the Milky Way.
Forgetting the clay I’m made of, I moan and search for the darkness.
She turns me into liquid.
I become translucent like a starfish.
I see
The purple mist behind the veil -
I can almost touch it and reach my galaxy.
Holy are the cries of my soul, and I can hear whispers of the eternal sound.
That is. Always.
The Mystery. The Knowing. The Wonder.
My Essence.
With every breath, I drink it in.
About the Creator
Ute Luppertz ✨
I am an animal lover, a meditator, and a wisdom keeper. I live my passion through writing about life and animals and working as a pet death doula and animal communicator.
You can learn more about me here: petspointofview
Comments (1)
Beautiful poem! Well done