~ Song of Submission ~

It is now, that I must retreat Like the bear in the call of winter To be still again In the greatest of silences

It is now, that I must dive Like the whale of the ocean And relinquish these ties of the bound To become, the unbounded

It is now, that I must soar Like the metamorphosis of the butterfly And transcend into the new To melt at One with the unknown

It is now, Beloved, that I must rise, Like the winged eagle To shed the shackles of the chameleon And enter into submission At the altar of you

© Amata Natasha Goldie 2009 – All rights reserved.