Resurrection

Shakti has been dancing

Twirling with arms wide

Feet spinning

Knowing the axis of energy.

But she is lost now

Alone in darkness,

and terrified.

It isn't the velvety darkness;

It isn't the night holding her -

It is the void

Where she pulls invisibility around her

Receding into the deep.

It is not safe anymore,

In the open.

The One Who Has No Joy

Must take hers

To feed his hunger.

But that is an emptiness without end.

Though he will hunt her relentlessly

And finding her hiding place,

Devour her.

Her bones will be burned

And her ashes

Rising like a whirlwind

Will Dance.

Resurgence

If all of us told all our stories

They would cover the earth

Like the leaves of Autumn

Snow in winter,

Like spring floods

and weeds in summer.

They would fill the heavens

blocking out the stars
Leveling the hollow places in our hearts

Instead

We remember them alone.

Holding our past selves

Weeping in our arms.

We must set loose the shame

like a thousand white birds

And pick up our swords

our shields

and sing a warriors song 

of Justice.