In The Valley of Her Bones
by Jessica R. Allen
She sheds this skin.
Each death a new beginning.
Between the bones and decay
An ember sparks.
A subtle stirring.
Old material uncovered.
Untouched.
Disgraced.
Unseen.
The Winds of Change nurture
Ember seeking matter to flame.
Earth heaves under the spark.
The quake of unknowing
Bone pressed to Earth.
Stirring flames between them.
Flames blaze an inner inferno
Consuming the remnants
Of sorrow and decay.
"There's nothing left," her spirit cried.
Clutching ashes between bone
As if her heart would shatter through.
Pressure igniting flames to burn
Higher. And hotter still.
"What more can I give?" she pleaded.
Tearing at the soft flesh of her womb.
Unending tears in flowing streams.
"I am nothing!"
"I am NO THING!"
Bones dried to dust.
Winds howl over the desert prairie.
Lighting the landscape aflame.
Licking the wounds between them
No longer contained.
"How long must we burn?" the Earth cried out,
Her children long scattered.
Her body now charred
In the valley of dust and bone.
Shouldering the vicious task to eternally light the way
the Sun thunderously roared
"FOREVER!"
Shrouded in a mane of black fiery flames.
"I am the fire to warm you.
The wrath to inspire you.
The fury to dominate and destroy you.
Awaken!"
Rage sweeping through the ashes of her bones.
Her Self undoing.
Her unBecoming.
Her Self mastery.
Ashes scatter.
Conditions shift.
The gentle sweetness of rain
Offers a blissful reprieve.
And tampering flames.
The wind whisks droplets of dew
In crevices burned crisp.
Her landscape
Divinely changed.
by Jessica R. Allen
She sheds this skin.
Each death a new beginning.
Between the bones and decay
An ember sparks.
A subtle stirring.
Old material uncovered.
Untouched.
Disgraced.
Unseen.
The Winds of Change nurture
Ember seeking matter to flame.
Earth heaves under the spark.
The quake of unknowing
Bone pressed to Earth.
Stirring flames between them.
Flames blaze an inner inferno
Consuming the remnants
Of sorrow and decay.
"There's nothing left," her spirit cried.
Clutching ashes between bone
As if her heart would shatter through.
Pressure igniting flames to burn
Higher. And hotter still.
"What more can I give?" she pleaded.
Tearing at the soft flesh of her womb.
Unending tears in flowing streams.
"I am nothing!"
"I am NO THING!"
Bones dried to dust.
Winds howl over the desert prairie.
Lighting the landscape aflame.
Licking the wounds between them
No longer contained.
"How long must we burn?" the Earth cried out,
Her children long scattered.
Her body now charred
In the valley of dust and bone.
Shouldering the vicious task to eternally light the way
the Sun thunderously roared
"FOREVER!"
Shrouded in a mane of black fiery flames.
"I am the fire to warm you.
The wrath to inspire you.
The fury to dominate and destroy you.
Awaken!"
Rage sweeping through the ashes of her bones.
Her Self undoing.
Her unBecoming.
Her Self mastery.
Ashes scatter.
Conditions shift.
The gentle sweetness of rain
Offers a blissful reprieve.
And tampering flames.
The wind whisks droplets of dew
In crevices burned crisp.
Her landscape
Divinely changed.
