Where Demons Tread

Side Winding

How do we approach
What our hearts’ desire

When between man and woman
Churns burning ash of political ire

All the way back to the losses of Eden
We’ve been told we must be enemies

Except where our ancestors
Lived as one with the trees

How do we heal these wounds
Passed onto us by persecution?

How do we transform the fear
Waiting to distort truth in us

(I love the title reminding of the serpent, the taboo of knowledge, awareness, and passion – yet in goddess and other cultures, the serpent represents life, itself)

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