Song 23

The
Fallen
Cathedral
Rises
In
The
Heart

On the beach
The rider carries a red flag

I see her now

Beauty
Never
Left
The
Fray

She
Stands
Tall
In
The
Stirrups

Her
Call
Is
Unrelenting

The yoga of demolition
Clears
The
Way

I
Cling
To
Nothing

Kiss
The
Wrecking
Ball

3/7/12

The poem has its roots in the following dream. ‘I was standing next to a tall building where I lived & worked. The building was on Durham St near the Avon River. A demolition crane was beginning its work. Huge rocks fell from the top story as the demolition began. I was aware I could be killed by the rocks. I needed to stand clear of the building (25/6/12). The ‘yoga of demolition’ clears the way for new life. Deconstruction comes from within & without. Last night ‘the voice’ spoke: ‘The dark soul is not about others; it’s about me, me, me.’ The ‘dark soul’ clings to security. It is governed by fear. The light soul still feels fear & struggles with insecurity but has learnt from past experience that new life can only come through letting go the old. Sooner or later it will come to a place of acceptance & ‘kiss the wrecking ball.’ Once again the Creative Feminine (‘Beauty’) is central to the poem. The colour red symbolises passion. ‘Dark red is related to the womb (& thus the feminine.) Dark red is the colour of the soul, of the libido and of the heart. It might only be seen in the course of an initiatory ‘death’ when it was endowed with sacramental qualities. The ‘red sea’ stands for the womb in which life & death are transmuted one into the other.’ 1)

1) Penguin Dictionary of Symbols, Jean Chevalier and Alain Gheerbrant, Translated John Buchanan-Brown, Pg 792/793

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