*taken from my book “salt honey redemption 2017*
She gathers all her plants. She cuts the vines, the branches and ties them to one another to make one long rope
She carries her connected vines and branches, wrapped around her body after filling two bag and a wagon
She stands before the waters of the Atlantic Ocean; The tides punch her with icy thrusts
She spreads her connected vines and branches around her feet and grips the end with tight fists
She grabs the honey and spreads it on her Earth made rope
She takes the salt and sprinkles it on her Earth made rope
She puts her hand between her legs, pulls out a handful of blood from her womb, and drips it onto her Earth made rope
She stands before the waters of the Atlantic Ocean; The tides punch her with icy thrusts
She watches the tide drown her Earth made rope
She holds onto the rope as it begins to float up into the eyes of the Sun
The Earth’s floor trembles beneath her feet – The Atlantic parts the ocean’s waves
The Bones rise up from the ocean’s floor, rise up along the Earth made rope, rise up stretching into the Sun and the Moon
She waits and looks
She watches the waters of the Atlantic Ocean rain from her Earth made rope
She waits and looks
The Sun sets and the full Moon brightens!
She sits in the sand, after the Atlantic Ocean has settled, after the tides have calmed after all the bones have all gone
Bones turned bodies are delivered from the Sun and the Moon, to the four corners of the Earth and into her
She drops her Earth made rope and the Atlantic Ocean swallows it
The portals have opened – “THE ANCESTORS ARE HERE,”
They leave their whispers in the wind.
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