The Underground Garden: Room 287


 

Mused by Vulnerability

Battling my own heart

Touched the flame at the bottom of the sea
How real is that heat?
This I wanted to see

My hand over the fire which sleeps
Underneath
The lowest depth of Soul

Spirit told me not to go
I live this life without control
So I dove

Returning to the top with just enough air
To take a breath then dive back down

Without a care

That’s the problem

I like to swim

I’m really drowning I take too much in

Then when land is at my feet
The signs I cannot hear
There’s too much water in my ears
So I go back down
To release into rivers
The oceans in my mind

Walking on tops of waves this I must try

I come to the edge then I lose focus
So closes the lotus

I came to leave behind that which makes me blind!!!

I see the Flame dancing to my Name. It sways

I feel for my Soul fighting with Control

There’s nothing wrong with diving child just please do it right
Here are your mask, your fins
Leave here your wings
They will be waiting.

I just jump right in

Not even head first
I just float

Into the end of abyss
The end is my bliss
The end of my bliss
The flame I kiss
Then become consumed by it.

The flame I do not blame

The flame at the bottom of the sea created itself for me
The flame at the bottom of the sea exists for me
As I exist for its survival.

The waves are tidal

I feel entitled

As I swim in womblike heat.

I see the flame smiling at me
The flame grows hotter, bigger, bolder
As I come closer
I hear, “Quickly I want to hold her”
My fire.

The motions towards the holding of the flame
Spark my brain
Recharge my body
Which is why I keep diving
With eyes closed
Diving towards the hold
Enthralled in the fire at the bottom of the sea
Living a contradictory reality
Beautifully.

With the flame at the bottom of the sea.

 

Liza Zayas is a lover of writing and dancing and celebrates both as a singer and songwriter performing as Luna del Flor. You can hear her collaborative sounds and experience life through her storytelling. She invites you to dance. Her poetry seeks to initiate dialogue by intentionally expressing consequences of love, lust, ego and self-respect.

 

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