The Silver Shiver of Freedom
infusion of the flowers
moves the invisible force
of freedom:
this silver shiver
of silent unmoving flow.
It is the double folding
of my being
in a two-worlded world.
It causes the crashing collapse
of barriers
until starlight is sensed
in a flower’s glow…
or the sun’s fire weaves
with reticent moonlight,
and spills through your eyes.
It is the hunger
of a green bud
arching up
out of a dead whorl
of petals and leaves.
It is suffocating death
dying open
into a boundless
breath of being.
Poem © Blake Steele 1996
Image © Blake Steele 2010
May be copied for inspirational purposes
Image © Blake Steele 2010
May be copied for inspirational purposes