Bora born
Circle wound _
Baker's dozen
so thempla see
tantric light lit
through deadwood trees.
Cathedral set
by loving hands
Jan's father's gift
her gorgeous man.
The circle blends
inside their womb
of sweet filled love
a conscious swoon.
Naked darkness
replete with dreams
release replace
lost fear filled screams.
Like a serpent
they slide inside
around those stones
fire creatures hide.
Bedewed on all
by serpents tears
a steamy mist
to purge lost fears.
Outside the night
survives inside
a pitch of black
eyes closed resiled
to centre breath
so deep within
past nasals' gate
breathes spirit's twin.
The rainbow snake
rebirths within
this gathering
amidst the steam.
The breath he come
blue tears they flow
distractions swing
so tick tock slow.
Rainbow serpent
recoils this kind
from in the womb
where sweat combines
with body paste
from leaky skins
soaked through the earth
to rise within.
The weekend done
the beat slows down
new friends emerge
shared time rewound
to keep in touch
where senses fly
they hug the kiss
with paired goodbyes.
(Author's notes _ This was a sweat lodge for 13 people in a backyard clearing amidst the rainforest of NQ Oz)
- O -
© 22nd apr 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
so thempla see
tantric light lit
through deadwood trees.
Cathedral set
by loving hands
Jan's father's gift
her gorgeous man.
The circle blends
inside their womb
of sweet filled love
a conscious swoon.
Naked darkness
replete with dreams
release replace
lost fear filled screams.
Like a serpent
they slide inside
around those stones
fire creatures hide.
Bedewed on all
by serpents tears
a steamy mist
to purge lost fears.
Outside the night
survives inside
a pitch of black
eyes closed resiled
to centre breath
so deep within
past nasals' gate
breathes spirit's twin.
The rainbow snake
rebirths within
this gathering
amidst the steam.
The breath he come
blue tears they flow
distractions swing
so tick tock slow.
Rainbow serpent
recoils this kind
from in the womb
where sweat combines
with body paste
from leaky skins
soaked through the earth
to rise within.
The weekend done
the beat slows down
new friends emerge
shared time rewound
to keep in touch
where senses fly
they hug the kiss
with paired goodbyes.
(Author's notes _ This was a sweat lodge for 13 people in a backyard clearing amidst the rainforest of NQ Oz)
- O -
© 22nd apr 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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