Blood red roses rose up in the midst of a city on fire
Invisible ashes fall upon me as the blooms float like phantoms
from the inside out
In a world made, mechanically
from some secret unknown pulse
In a world who exploits material over and over
from the inside out into my awareness.
like a pulsar a red vibration reaches across empty space
energy penetrates my freedom
caught by their deep integrity
Their perfection consumes me
lost upon an infinite sea of possibility
impeccable
Only one simple truth
Blood red roses rose
like a private phoenix
On the corner of C street
So quiet in their burning
Like gazing through an
Unseen door
Was a petal pulsing with blood?
winking sweetly mad
like a vampire bite
I feel their sting deeper than a rip in the skin
Vibrant beauty,
Wicked in its execution
Possessed by thorn and lucid whispers
my energy merges
decipher not the language
everything seemed obscure
Transformation occurs in quiet corners
Unrequested initiation
two evolutions converge
the caress of the Mystery brushes
up against my soul.
Blood red roses rose up
in the midst of a city on fire
Invisible ashes fall upon me
as the blooms float like phantoms
From the inside out.
Kori 2011
