A Poem from Demeter

keep your belly on the ground.

otherwise, how will you know when it’s time?

not just Time

but time for anything?

belly on the ground

shedding your skin

 

for Knowledge

only comes from Descent

and Resurrection

finding the Life 

After.

 

and Knowing it is always

waiting for you

cooking

turning swords into plowshares

making out in the haystack.

 

there is no shame, in being human

only threshing and thrashing

until that skin shake shake shakes

and slides

as you leave it behind like a sketch of who you were back there

but you only keep gliding

moving

dancing

threshing

thrashing

with your belly on the ground

 

Sun on that beautiful new skin.

 

If you’re in the middle of your own molting season, still tender in the space between who you used to be and whoever’s arriving, that threshold has a name: descent. 

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