I will always rise again
After being knocked down
For I know how to do nothing else
Such is the pattern of the Sun
Such is the way of the Phoenix
That mystical firebird that beats in my chest
For there is too much to do
Too much love to be shared
The scales of my being will always rebalance
I have too much natural joy
And passion for life
It is a privilege to be alive
It is my dharma to be joyous
The Sun shines
The Moon reflects
The fruits of my being
Are joy
Love
Laughter
Grace
And healing
And I am always in season
So I return to my center
My loving center
And I recall that universe
That universe I gave birth to
Within
Paradoxical compositions
Of antithetical elements
I am a tree rooted in clouds
I am water set ablaze
I am a cooling fire
I am completion
Such is the natural bliss of my being
Such is the grin that always cracks on my face
With my hands clasped at heart center
Cross-legged in lotus
As my eyes close
That inner eye opens
So too does my heart
Erupt
in a floral superbloom
The solar system is my makeup palette
The luminaries my hair dye
Gilded streaks
Intertwine
With silver highlights
My caduceus braids
Reflecting the androgyny
of my spirit
Venus shadows my lids with copper
And Hermes’ wings line my eyes
Oh, the widest crescent smile
steals my countenance
My soul is ready again
My soul is ready again
Oh, it is a time of celebration
For my soul is ready again
to take flight
THE CLOSET MYSTIC 