Zed
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- Written by Eve Moore
Zed
Star-gazing in the
navel of my galaxy,
I contemplated
zero.
The naught
that holds place,
space, horizons,
multitudes to
be borne.
It is the initiator
and crescendo
of all that is,
arrival and
departure
at once.
It is nothing
and everything
and far beyond
apprehension.
We count it.
We trade it.
We note it.
Amass it.
Still it
eludes.
This oval.
Like an
egg.
Launching
cycles, sequence,
inducing flow,
continuity.
And yet it lives
in the void, the
swollen effulgence
of blankness,
of nil.
This is where
she resides.
She’s been
relegated
to this
nothing—
her feelings,
her intuition, her
fertile knowing that
she holds the crucible
of creativity that
abides as
all.
She has been
exiled to our shadow
land, whether by inner
or forces “outside” of
our understanding,
we sapients.
For we’ve been afraid
of this place we carry,
that carries us, our earth,
our spiraling milky way,
this dark caldron of
making, this divine
portal—all of us
made afraid
for aeons of
existence,
of her.
She calls herself to us
in myriad and marvelous
ways, calling us to see the
wonderment, the banishment,
the nothingness that contains
the everything—to see
our hand in this dark
and to hold it.
Out.
Willingly.
Openly.
For there is
no thing
to fear
in the
other
hand
—opening.
Regardless
of our past
disinclination
to unclench
our fists, our
reach to the
waiting grasp
of possibility.
We are witnessing
the call to hold hands
in spite of the fog of
war that engulfs
our seeing one
another in
our true
light.
To make amends
with this, “THE” darkness
that births and bequeaths
and invites new scope to
enhance our field, our
new inception our re-
cognition.
To give it,
her, yin, new
consideration,
and with it, new
language to describe
what is not readily
describable,
inscrutable,
but not
ever
bad.
[Words=thoughts;
thoughts=things]
Unburying it
from our grave
grave yard, and
rescinding our evocation
of “enemy,” spoken
or unspoken,
thought or
unthinking in
her presence.
For until we do,
we will keep this
divine feminine range
of our expansive human
spectrum, with all her
mystery and depth, her
untold wisdom in the dark
so besmeared, it only continues
to blind and scare and obscure
rather than bestow
clear new sight.
We will not
be free until
we free her,
what she is:
the unknown
pregnant with
possibility.
Nothing,
aka, zero,
is more vital
right now.
Presence.
Not losing our
heads to definitives
of timeline and narrative
when the infinite does
not operate on
that scale.
We are
hyper yang
at the moment,
for this part of us
has been made the
de facto head of the
human embodiment
and is no longer
content in its
silo, its echo
chamber, on
its teetering
perch of
diametric
imbalance.
However
unwittingly.
He seeks union.
And is showing that
in a mobbed mind
overflowing
with need
to be all
or none.
A heavyweight
shadowboxing
face-off between
the energies of
survival and
of thriving.
Punch-drunk
and listing.
The sun is
almost directly
overhead in this
soon high noon
and the air it
stirs will let
us all take
a deep
breath.
For now,
we allow
the match
to meld.
We hold hope
as a great
activism
in the face
of what our
minds have
hitherto known
as reality, this
long division
unknotting it
self to see that
it is one piece
of fabric.
Patience.
Not our long
suit. But if we
are to change our
world, to coalesce
our great potential,
we must find
within us that
which we
seek.
Peace.
And
nothing
less.
∞/∞
Eve Moore ©2021
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Eve Moore: Once a professional writer of advertising, I saw the light & it has shown me words of a different nature. And so I take them down & offer them up. And all is well.
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