MOMMA HOLLI'S MEDITATION

AFTER DARK

when you've been to the darkest place
there could ever be
then come with me
and i'll show you one
that's darker still.
we would go hand in hand
to depths beyond.

Blackness is different than darkness;
it's more intense and complete.
silence is different than quiet;
it's more frightening and defined.
so, dark and quiet....what of this?

Empty lives, vacant minds,
the steady ka-thunk of a prenatal heartbeat,
a segmented worm swaddled and safe
in a silky cocoon,
the whispering flutter of
meticulously constructed butterfly wings.
dark and quiet.

metamorphis can oft' times be
exhausting and painful
and doesn't always look pretty,
but just as mother nature intended
most of us DO become beautiful
as the process unfolds.

pain mangement, time management,
stress management - endless -
the alpha and omega.
the web we weave tangles us
in suspended animation.
tendrils stretching up and out,
as taut as puppet strings.

snip    snip   snip

free fall        surrender

dark and quiet.     what  is this?

there's a difference between dreams and memories.
dreams are imagination and fantasy run free,
memories are pierced throughout with glimpses
of vivid and startling realities.

dark and quiet
a deep and peaceful sleep after a hard day
of healthy play,
your favorite hiding place as a kid
when you were sad and afraid,
a midnight bicycle ride on christmans eve.

dark and quiet - there's magic in the air.

the gods and the godesses said
"let there be light and laughter."

and there was.