She rises from the flowers
before the ashes have turned to soot
A phoenix star, defiant vivid, she breathes
an alchemist turning hurting to healing.

Inside her chest she knows,
observing the sway of the willow branches,
leaves bleed air through the
wind that has forgotten to roar.

A single lily on a pristine pond,
delicate pink petals quiver,
lending themselves to the perfect droplet
that scuds down her skin.

Her mouth, pouts still silent,
yet her thinking heart sees more,
her feeling mind feels more then
could ever be imagined. She is passionate.

Standing tall, self possessed,
all eyes look at her face as she exudes
intelligent heat, her body an illegal beauty
that can never be repressed.

She rises an angel, a feminine icon,
integrated beyond comprehension
She is the core of mystery,
way beyond her obvious beauty.

She stands resolute, free spreading her wings,
basking in the radiance of the moon,
Her outside reflects her core,
a feeling of divine inner peace.

And when she falls again, it is beautiful
because she knows how to hold herself
and give herself completely to another at once.
She stays strong but surrenders her heart.

Her fall is delicious full of pleasure
and not of pain because she can be
her complete self – raw, vulnerable,
real and she will be admired.

She can fall completely for him without
losing herself because she has embraced
the wild woman – the crone, the eternal maiden,
the courtesan, the Madonna within her.
Ah Integration… at last. She smiles.

She allows her body to fall into his arms
while still remaining poised,
she is a mermaid from different ocean,
a butterfly with wings of metallic gold.

Love no longer means sacrifice,
but a mutual honouring of her king,
she can be true to self as he embraces
his queen’s evolution.

She falls with grace,
a goddess with eyes wide open
senses amplified, mind clarified,
her feminine intention exposed.

Just as she has the courage to
rise like a brave warrior,
she has the strength to stumble,
to fall with complete abandon.

The more powerful the rise,
the more profound the fall,
Her fall is based on:
Inclusiveness over separation
Collaboration over competition
Intuition over nullification
Openness over jaded minds
Honesty over detachment
Engagement over apathy.

She is the yin with the yang,
the ebb of the waves as they
flow eternally forever,
the full circle of life.

Watch her Rise.
Watch her Fall.
You will be astounded.

Anthea Slade 18 September 2010