Terra

What you may already know is this is a series of poems collected certifying my intentionally professed muse, Terra. She is the Great Being dancing all throughout my self and contained in these auric vibes whether I like it or not—but I do like it.   For years She did not make herself known. Then, a mist, a wind, a form, a name. Terra. I mutter the mantra as a reminder to myself what I'm working toward... Which is not always clear and why poetry appears muddled in some beginnings. In another light, it is a brainstorm weaving in and out of consciousness, confidence, self slaughter, and non-self barrels of laughter. Every ascender and descender contains a world, so by the time you get to the end of a poem, reread it.