This poem came to me while I was meditating last night. I was focusing my energy into finding my missing cat Pie. I think it might be about how I'm pulling away from life outside of finding Pie and how my soul feels empty without him in my life. He is just so dear to me, he literally was almost born on my head.
I'm hoping my water scrying was accurate and maybe he will be coming back soon. But who really knows, I might be wrong and maybe it was a message for me to realize he has moved on.
My soul is a cave
dark, quiet,
sunlight is unknown
Like water,
everything is still
ebbing away at the walls
dripping down solid cones
There is life here,
blind, surviving
on the black quiet
Light will come
through the cracks
slowly creeping
its cautious beams
But everything is blind,
stiff and cold,
barley living in
the pitch
Digging deeper
into the earth
my breath will hide
Fearing the suns rays
raging above
my thick skin
Surviving
in the deep.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Poem: Deep and Missing Pie
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