Do Not Wake the Day…#WWWBlogs

Do not wake the day
We trace our sacred geometry
Beyond the planes

Breathing beneath water
As worlds drift overhead
The compass turns
To its own dance
A star tumbling through time
Without any North –
True or otherwise

We hide:
Primordial creatures
Slicking our skin in mud
Burrowing ever deeper
A subterranean womb
To nourish our dreams
Bring us to strength

Until we once again stand
We rise
Animal and goddess
one being
wearing a mask
for our truth
is danger

Caroline A. Slee, October 19, 2016

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