Sitting Shiva

Mama God bring us out of the underworld into your light of heaven promised by the warm hearth of Demeter.The patriarchal past has reached its demise yet no one moves aside from Durga’s mighty force of natureFlooding us out of our old ideas and drying up the water that we use as tears of motherIsis holds us dearly but her grip is slipping while we wiggle ourselves into poverty over inflated and Pushing down the last ounce of Kuan Yin’s service to walk in the shadow of JesusLift the chin to the sun and Ra still remainsThere is no extinction in the womb only crowding with elbows raised to answer the money call that is your last best hope to make it count before you die with Sedna scaring the power out of your sentimental heartI cry for youI weep for meI try for all; lest trying be my destruction under Pele’s bible exhausted by fumes ripping apart my neighborhoodOut of source the devil dances with play onPachamama’s back as an unwelcomed host draining the blood, leaving my belly resources-less with disease to be bought and sold in the waiting roomNut sky disguises the mystery under smog lampsI can’t comprehend the dust that burst into meSwallowing up the oxygen where none escapesMama Goddess awakens now not fighting and gently tapping before it is too late to bury another loved one riddled with cancerous suffocation to what to do next.I ache for youI scream for meI surrender for all; lest surrender be the laziness that lacks the tellingWhat to do behind the burka with wise eyes wishing betterFreya seducing the snake into the spider’s web feeding the nest and fumigating the forest.Merging the edges into smooth spikes of electricity combustible by shear will into another form retreating into the synthesis of DivineYou andMe!©lj2015