Soul Stalker

Downy blankets of white softly settle,
Nature gratefully submitting to slumber
as the Earth bids a seasonal adieu.

Inside, my body craving hibernation,
curls into layered bedding, draws shades
against the snowy scene, wills respite.

My soul, a cat, lulled by the miracle
stretches wide paws, arches, ready
to discover some mystic wilderness.

She is primordial, a snow leopard,
camouflaged, elusive, a silent stalker
instinctively hungry for nourishment.

Weakened, I yield, certain she will prey
on this near lifeless flesh, leaving me
bloodless, hide-less:  a mere carcass.

Then I shall lay down in the frigid warmth
of winter’s illusion and surrender rotting
self to the Earth’s core; pray for rebirth.

(Soul Stalker first appeared here in January of 2016.  I am submitting it for dVerse’s prompt: Confessional poetry, hosted by HA.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

44 thoughts on “Soul Stalker

  1. Your soul, your totem is the snow leopard, and its powerful inner presence, though frightening, is part of you; that part to help you cope with winter’s miseries and life’s issues. So dig it–I can hear you roar from here.

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  2. “Weakened, I yield, certain she will prey/on this near lifeless flesh, leaving me/bloodless, hide-less: a mere carcass.”

    Oh, that pricks and shatters the illusion of a body which is in control. It’s intriguing how you explored this consumption by your own soul. Loved the desolate winter images and the lasting hope for a rebirth.

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