Night Bloom
Jillian Stoltz
Night creature, with your sharp sudden bite, and skin like petals, you
showed me my horns and my hooves
and my growl.
In the darkest of silence you sit and watch the curtains of your inner
stars.
Yet with a finger
you lift my veils
and I begin to see my fierce single sun within.
Night creature, who walks like a breath of cloud beside my lumbering clay,
with feet like smoke
and cricket calls,
you pause our ascent, you make me turn and smile and see
the blessedness of my own deep prints.
You deface the unsacred.
You defile the whitewashed wall.
You touch the secret parts of petals with the flowers assent.
Your fins take you deep into the darkness
of your teeth and your claws and your mist.
And Love sees.
And Sacredness begins.
And the Flower opens to you.
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