Awaken

Some 

beautiful sleeping thing

quietly awakens

demands a voice

cries out from that

deep, deep place within

for release, 

for atonement,

- expression -

of itself

of yourself.

Reconciliation one with the other

- self to self -

itself to its own

I feel it moving,

- my life Source -

like a snake

through wet grass

moonkissed

and

sunbathed

and

brave of heart

I will shed this skin without fear