Fall

This morning
I surrendered

… 7 times …

before breakfast

Each time forgetting
the first
… and then
… the last

Spiralling …

wishing to fall
as easily
as the bear
tumbling down the Thunderous
Yellow snowmelt

Letting go …
Power meeting power
skin to skin
Exponentially progressing
Relentless in
forward expression …

Total
Being

Trust
in self
Confidence

no illusion of control
belief wisps
evaporate
in rising dawn light
chill breath
a mirage
imagery
of unspoken dissent
… alien

… tensile
Plunges deeply
Salmon fed
Fattened by
golden hazels
red autumn berries
and …
wild bee Ambrosia

Air dried,
in the forest sunlight …

I return

where I sit
Flame flickers
mirroring
me …

In the dark.

~ Tania Aurora White Crow ~

photo by Patricia Twardzik, permission applied for