Episode 79: Leaf

In the corner of my mind, Next to the willow tree, There's a spot of golden green moss. A stream pushes through. Nymphs and satyrs play together As I sit to be content with my soul. Lightning and thunder came along, My heart a trembling leaf bathed With raindrops of loud resonating certainty. Their clarity water brings, undeniable: I see his soul. The man with a spark of Odin. In his eyes a fire burning within. A heart, molted gold, diamantine. Obsidian blade cutting through. My forest heart, My jaguar scarred soul. Gently stayed, spellbound by His unwilling spell. An Acer leaf in his hands. Gentle hands have known war. Hunger, dark, death, strife. I ran, but jaguar caught up with me, Carrying me back by the neck, Sharp fangs tearing up the skin. My sky pours out, and I bleed, gods I bleed. He won't believe my words. No. But he will see my skies above him, My greenery sheltering him from rain, My fire keeping him warm at night, My touch keeping the horrors at bay, The wars I've fought, the battles I've lost. He won't know, no. If only he knew, though, as I bleed How terrified I am of my own heart Little sweet tiny leaf Trembling in his hands.Written by https://www.threads.com/@aurorablackpelt This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit anureetwrites.substack.com