Reinvention and Forgetfulness

 
Joy, yes I believe it is exactly how I felt
just the other day or two.
The Feel still lingers as if I walked
through its sticky webbing
but I did long for the bite of the
widow to consume and slay me.

She, no longer that dark beast
who used to boast of conquests
and slow drainage of sensuality
while enduring blissful pain,
now skips through lavender fields
scented with a new beginning
and newness which infects all
who are touched by her spirit.

I was touched long before she
blossomed and climbed out of
the worm upon my favorite Tree.
Prophetic dreams are difficult
for me, and I do not trust them.
But this one was different
I knew it - Felt it.
And I had to act and act quickly.
Forged a Promise between us,
I no longer feared our Deaths
and now only waited for
fruition of " the Dream."

Today and perhaps many moons to follow
This Beautiful Butterfly soars
Free of those darkened chains
those beings who would try to force
her to stay.
If I knew them, I would gladly
kill each one without a second
thought to how damaging it would be
to my karma. She is worth it.

I am left with a Feel of Forgetfulness
not quite sad,
it is a Feel I know I do not like
Indifference?  No but this ambiguous
sorrow finds me perplexed.
I should be used to this Feel,
for I have saved many spirits
who moved on to LIFE
and I am certain, Forgot me
unintentionally.