Wild wind storm blowing
in the illegible scribble
that her life has become
mourning losses
Still and naked
in Sukhasana she sits
on black mountain boulder
her back to the world
in meditative repose
cocooned
her hair sweeps the air
with static electricity
like antenna anticipating
wild energy dances
spiralling in the atmosphere
as she waits
for the chaos of pain
to subside and dissipate
for sustainable energy to penetrate
connect and ensue
from within every cell mitochondria
to one day less painlessly live
the life that eludes her
abandoned
she still wills
to live, to live, to live in health
to love, to love, to love and to be loved
she waits
in creation
as if in chrysalis
lucidly dreaming
of flying like a butterfly
© Apolonia J Lobo