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THE DESCENT by Rachel Lyon

The Descent
by Rachel Lyon

The wet, dripping walls of this cave
I stroke on my decent
into the inner chambers
barefooted and disrobed

The cold air brushes my shoulders
as the empty space sucks me into its womb

where no light penetrates
and no flower grows
where shadows emanate

The cave of my desires
The impregnation of my dreams
I turn in this expanse of space 
fingertips stroking nothingness 

Down here I am reborn 
My mind manifests beauty onto dark, shiny walls
The projector 
illuminates 
the deep fantasies of life

A woman descends 
in her underground chamber 
to be reborn again and again

To bring light to the world as
the light barer
A new egg gifted to her
palms gently folding to cup her desires that overflow
everlastingly to her lips
she swallows the divine

She takes darkness into herself
and births light
ascends
upon a new moon night


Rachel Lyon: I have been writing poetry since childhood, as a means of recording my feelings. I spiritually awoke when I was 20, while visiting Arizona and have pursued my writing ever since to explore my feelings of this changing world. I recently had a poem (with love, Gaia) published in the GODDESS:When She Rules anthology and often recite poetry at the Poetry Society. I live in London and am a teacher with children. I practice Veganism and meditation and am working on a book. I believe that we need to strengthen the vibratory field of women on this earth plane through solidarity and sisterhood in order to heal mankind and help it to advance. 


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