Passage of the Dark Daughter

I begin to understand.

I have found my way.

Without words,

Without reason,

I went blindly inside,

Fingertips feeling through the unending night

And found safe passage to the sky.

I found my way.

Not of this world and all its answers,

Not of sight or of numbers or of phones,

But of the ocean inside my veins.

The pressure of my pain and fear

Burst me like ripe fruit

And open,

My glistening seeds fell into me.

I look back at myself in wonder,

I found my way!

There is nothing you can give me

There is nothing I can hold to.

The way is all that matters now.

I thought it lost to time and torture,

But I followed the waters,

Oh blessed patient waters.

I found my way!

I slip beneath my waves

And into my indigo depths.

I undulate like my heart

And feel only the within.

The endless within.

The quiet dark part of me speaks.

{Digital images manipulated with Photoshop}

Update 05-12-12
Recommended Listening:

Lisa Gerrard and Pieter Bourke
The Circulation of Shadows
from Duality

From the Archives: Man in the Moon

Here is an older piece.  I think I may have posted this somewhere else, but for the life of me I cannot find the other post.  I think the other is in color also, but I prefer this version.  My friend Josh and I were discussing how this looks a bit like Alan Moore.  I'm okay with that.  :-)

I've been attracted to the crescent shaped Man in the Moon for some time.  I kind of chalk it up to my attraction to mythological masculine imagery.  The moon is many times assumed to be feminine in nature, but my personal belief is that these energies are beyond gender and express themselves in many ways.  Regardless, this is the image that speaks to my soul.

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