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Blood Bond

Author’s Note: I’ve been away getting ready to move state, and now I’m on the road, halfway to my new home. This piece was written last month as a goodbye to the place I was leaving.

I have bled here.

So strange to love a place for how much you lost there;

For pieces of you that will remain there forever.

The land has claimed what can’t return, for the earth drank it up to be quenched of her own grief-stricken thirst.

Now the desert has a new rouge that started in the dirt and landed in her skies.

Light like you’ve never seen before, teaching your eyes the nature of wonder and sacrifice in lilac and ice.

Did I give you enough, Parched Mother? Will you let me go easily now?

Have you had your fill because I’ve had my fill of being stripped of my pride and of my joy and being beaten til’ I recognize myself no more?

It is good to let yourself go sometimes, for dying always comes with being reborn, though never the same as you were before.

And sometimes your heart becomes a stone to make the mountain taller, and a bigger shadow cast upon the ground.

My crimson dreams found your holy peaks to perish upon in peace to appease you, and to be made new.

I become so small when I say goodbye.

© S.Naify, 2022

Photo from my back porch in Taos, New Mexico. Farewell, sacred high-desert land glorious mountains, and ethereal skies.

About Me

I wrote my first story when I was a wee girl of three, followed by my first poem when I was eight. I’ve been writing ever since as a way to cope with life. This practice evolved with learning in both structured settings and through the practice, itself. In my own healing crisis, I found a process I affectionately refer to as Poetic Alchemy. Now on the journey of getting my life back, I do this not only for myself but for you.

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