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Return to One

A Poem for Our Future

By Katherine MelindaPublished about a year ago 4 min read
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Return to One
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Fractals of Light dance before my eyes

Ancient remembrance

Of Magnetic Passion

Birthing Cosmos of reality

Exquisite order making love with Divine chaos

Blending in perfect syncopation

Shaping our story

Rapid displays of human essence

Repeating well-worn patterns

Karmic foreplay

Paying a debt never owed

Trapped in an endless experiment

Called “Duality”

The pattern repeats

Meteoric successions

Stream from One Source

Fractured into angular, multi-dimensional shapes

Screaming countless centuries of our story

A chasm so deep

We forgot what it is to be whole

The fall from grace

From pleasure to pain

Life to death

Love to hate

Or is it simply the will to dominate?

One soul over another

Sexes warring

Values engaging

Religion enraging

Separating

An endless debate too long for CNN

Infinite cycles of trauma

Passed through every turn of procreation

We turn on ourselves

Like the animals we claim we no longer are

And yet

Within and around it all

Wellsprings of tortured beauty rise

In the walls of our mortal existence

Devotion and passion shine bright in our eyes

Angles soften to curves of quintessence

Blinding displays of sacrifice

Married with the radical act of forgiveness

Victim heals perpetrator

Captive frees captor

Valor and innocence swing a dance so jive

It reminds us what means to be alive

These fractals and curves

Dueling parts of our nature

Attract and repel

Caught in a cosmic whirl

On universal display

It bodes of great significance

And some sort of part to play

In the twirling pirouette of our jig

A sweet siren’s song from deep within

Heralding a time our chromosomes recall

Her sweet embrace eludes consciousness

Swirling nothingness and blinding Love

Too ethereal to grasp in our palms

A haunting refrain

What it was to be One with the One

The template of Eden

Pleasure and delight

Right and right

Sexes intercoursing

Over the course of eons

Long days spent playing

Imbibing the elixir of life

Well into the night

"Superior" a word foreign to our ear

When Union was all we knew to feel

Are we lost to this endless cacophony of banging sides

Doomed to repeat the lessons of our fathers and their fathers?

Or can we stand on their shoulders

Learn without shame

And form a new shape

Giving power to their name

Perhaps it starts with a revolutionary act

Me loving me

The shattered, sacred, hidden parts

I swore no one would see

Not even me

Because see… this battle of duality

Plays it’s drum deep within my sunless sea

I can be the sinner and the Saint

The virgin and the well-tuned lover

The "fit" girl who can down a piece of cake faster than you can say wait

The jealous, bitchy, needy, controlling, insecure, coward

Too scared of rejection to risk the reward

The unlovable perfectionist who loves so hard

The lazy go getter exhausted from earning her place

The passive aggressive, codependent, Love Buyer

Who just wants someone to stay

Can I free myself of definition and just accept it all

No part less holy than the next

Daughter and mother side by side

Love denied alchemized to love supplied

My bones quake and reverberate

My core says yes

Shadows sublimate

And the miracle occurs

Fractured parts merge into one

Blinding display of Divinity in skin

Stardust cased in pounds of clay

The Philosopher’s stone within my breast

Pounds with the veriditas of life bursting forth

Into a world where dark meets light

To play at twilight like lovers do

Boxes blown

Walls torn down

Division meets the vision of Communion

I can eat that bread

And as I do

I catch your eye

It glints with the wisdom of one who’s unified

With themselves

So they can join with me

And I see

A wide company of pilgrims

Who are ready to be free

And the frenzied pace of our eternal dance

One echo at a time

Slows to a sultry rumba

As we come home to remember

We are ONE

Merging back to the One

The Goddess who birthed us from her womb

Will swallow us back into that tomb

And consciousness will rest

Until the dance begins again

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About the Creator

Katherine Melinda

I write because my mind loves to live in the clouds. Building worlds and making connections where there were none is kind of my thing.

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