1000 Days And Nights Underground

1000 Nights And Days Underground
(she passed away three years ago...a requiem on the passing of your daughter)

Lightning, and you were gone, alone
The sound of night wings flying, bumping
In a dark cave, moonless, starless, lightless
Wandering, trying to retrace so many steps
Trying to find the way back
To something familiar
To a world with light
From where even the shadows have failed

I could hear your voice echoing
In the distance of the cold depth and stone
Impervious, bleeding upon the rock
The sacred ways of the earth interrupted,
Forever

I too am bleeding,
For your soul, your essence
I will be the grasses in the Spring
I will be the bud,
The clearing in the midst
The distant indistinguishable light

I am at the entrance calling your name
I can see the light of the sun
And feel the heat of the moon
But I do not know the way
I call your name again and again

The Spirit mother of the great earth leans upon my shoulders
Whispering, to lean deeply into the darkness,
To look for you where sight is lost
To stumble and fall with you, again and again
Until, your hand is in my hand
Until dreams of molten silver return
And we can retrace your steps
Eyes adjusting
To the magnificent and infinite light