PRIMAL

SILENCE...

a moment
precious as the first real tear
of a child


DETATCHED...

from what most have said life is
unwittingly she remembers
her primal law


SUBDUED...

beneath masks carefully designed
a lifetime of creation
her own special face of paint and chalk


REALISATION...

the fatal consequence
that repressed energy swallowed has
as it ignites war amongst her cells


FORCE...

more powerfully destructive
than an army of nazi soldiers
conditioned to only know the march of death


AWAKENING...

amidst tearful delight
inner chaos subsiding
diluted by embracing her war of pain


BREATH...

drawing light from the Sun
into her receptor
feeling air waves of pure love


and the healing begins...




Di Niven © 2009