One fated day
I set foot into the Mystery
Abandoning my history
Cloistered from the world
Yet unable to hide
Unencumbered,
I am stripped backto my barest essence
“Ancient one”
I greet the trees
the stones
the leaves
“Ancient one”
They greet me back
Eye to eye
I see and I am seen
Night falls
Smoke and thunder fill the air
In the darkness I can see
Unafraid, I befriend the creatures of the night
the ones I had shunned
Mother takes me onto her lap
and insists that I rest
I know not to resist
My feet are blackened by ash
My eyes aching for a vision
I let her hold me,
my body supple in her trusty arms
I soften as she strokes my hair with her gnarly hands
Doting on me as only a grandmother would
Anointing my wounds with the balm of her love
I rest
For the tiredness of the world
I rest
For the weariness of my ancestors
I rest
For the exhaustion of battles long fought
I rest
And the weight of these burdens
Is received by her
Knots unravelling
Tensions melting
I drink
Oh how I drink
From the bosom that never runs dry
Nourishing my depths
Quenching this eternal thirst of my soul
