Inner Alchemy

"earthen alchemy" © 2014 heather rhodes studio petronella all rights reserved

in a pale white room,
with soft glowing fire
that warms 
my blood 
my bones

she helps me undress

layer upon layer;
gauze and silk
soft and light 
velvet drapery
ancient and heavy 
delicate webbing
from magical weavers 
blood-soaked muslin
decrepit and forlorn

queen and pauper
one in the same
as it all
falls down;
here
now
just for 
this
moment

such tenderness I have never known;
her touch meets my longing
in the tears that fall
like a river to meet the ocean

her love, she pours like
thick golden honey
into my trembling mouth,

my lips wet with
emptiness 
and wanting

naked,
she lays me
on the forest floor,
nestled amongst 
her holy debris;
pine cone, moss
leaf and lichen 

the creatures of the forest
breathe her song 
into the air about me;

filling my lungs

oh, this magnificent shedding

now the alchemy begins

words & image © Heather Rhodes at Studio Petronella
model: jane