Deliverance

Uranos and Gaia by Michele Meister

You knelt in front of her
you were not the man
you thought you were
just a little boy crawling
in her eyes
you saw yourself
making the first step

Kneeling in front of her
you shed your armour
broke your sword
your helmet came off
you were bald and naked
like a newborn

On your knees in front of her
you threw yourself
as if she was a Madonna
and looking in her eyes
you could only utter
Her Name

Kneeling in front of her
you shed your skin
and tore the shroud
you put on to escape the living

You lost your words
kneeling in front of her
she tore your pride with one look
with another look she took you to the place of the living
and you…still kneeling
begged to go to the place of the dead
she took you there with one look
and with one breath
she brought you back

You knelt in front of her
and there you stood
long after she left you

And you are still kneeling
waiting for her
to pull you up and dress you
for naked she left you and on your knees

That person, that creature, that human, that woman!
Who was she?

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