17.02.17
I have lost myself
In everyone
Absorbing
What you could not
I have died
with your shadows
Dispersed inside me
I consumed the poison
Before remembering
How to access the source
Who draws out
the toxins
[without receiving
or deflecting them]
To transform
Black that even night
Refuses --
To light
Embracing darkness
Day knows only as
Separate from itself,
Shade and hiding
Places for secrets
I go now
Not to hide
But to unbury,
Unveil my
Self
Before the stone
Has been set upon
the grave
Containing my body
Decomposing
All but entirely
Covered with dirt
I am no longer
Able to accommodate
Death as a companion
Denying
The Source
I run from
the grave
Gravity not heavy
Lifts me
Is this Resurrection?
Maybe --
This is more
than runner's high --
to Know
Where I go
without having to know
I check my compass
Only to make certain
that I am
Directed
To and not away from
the One who can
Hold the Many
Shadows and still
Remain brilliant
I run away
To run
To life
We will
Know each other
Again
-- Mary Anne Stewart, completed
Feb. 22, 2017
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