Sky Dragons Bones

Sky Dragons Bones
7.22.22

Bones of the Sky Dragons
flood the sky

The marrow splits and sparks
and the Dragons roar
as the bones crack with a thunderous tone

Disconnecting
Reconnecting
chasing themselves
to reassemble in various manners
of re-forming

The skins float in gauzy
translucent strips
catching errant breezes
shredding to nothingness
until they are able to condensate into
new skin

Some days
Sky Dragons travel in waves

Some days
they travel along the invisible ether
waiting for a precipitating event

Some days
they move in great piling clumps of
Sky Dragon Councils
sharing their thoughts
in great resonating rumbles

Sway

I sit at intersecting points
of time and space
witnessing the ebb and flow
of all eternity

Patterns sway
connecting then to now
intertwining music heard with
light seen

Time sways
as ancestral descendents
stretch through the infinite horizon
with hopes and dreams

Trees sway
to the time kept
by the swirl of sound
and upheaval of Be-ing

Space sways
from the edge of chaos
to the brink of
cellular order

Emotions sway
enveloping all the
highs and lows
and everything in between

Love sways
flowing from
me to the Universe
and back again

I sway
forward and back
caught in the deluge
of endless spirals

Infinity

 11.17.17

Tree of Light
   Tree of Dark

A crimson bull impales me upon his black horns

I watch as my life force drains away

I am washed away by the sea and the sea washes back 
         as me

light fades

darkness grows

and I dwindle 

    to an infinite point 

            of brilliant nothing

I let go of myself 
    and bid

        farewell

to all I was

all I hoped to be

all I could never be

And infinite darkness
                extinguishes
my point of light

And in the vast emptiness 
of time
and
space

I am all.

I am everything.

I am nothing.

                            And my pattern fills the void

as much as the void has overwhelmed me

I am not alone.

I am surrounded

                by me.

All I have ever been.

All I was meant to be.

All of infinity.

    

                    And I wash up on the shore,

            broken,

        complete,

                Everything,

                                    nothing.

As my ancestors
                    and descendants

                        watch

across time

and

space.

And I join with them
    as they join with me,
until we

                        mobius strip 

into each other.

        and all that is around us

                        becomes us.

            And we become all.

We become one.

       

Fire Cycle

Fire Cycle

By: GinaMarie 

2/6/22

Ashes drifting through the air

as embers wait around me.

Fuel lays prepped

ready  to stoke the fire,

waiting,

for the time

to spark.

I move things

and empty the furnace,

clearing away what will not

add to the flame.

The flame sparks,

igniting destruction.

Growing the fire--

adding fuel to the conflagration,

fanning the flame

to a height of infernic rage.

Feeding the dragon to sustain the power,

the light,

the heat,

the rejuvenation of being.

The rage declines to the point

of a steady  burn.

The flames lower and

the forge is ready to ignite creation.

Galaxies swirl, new life is born, 

and the fire subsides

into a deep space

of midnight ember.

And then,

I choose an ember

to hold,

and sustain,

and carry with me

for the next iteration of...

Ashes drifting through the air

as embers wait around me.