The Sun is Inside Me

The sun is inside me

Though I’ve built a wall around it

Each brick of cold, condensed fear

Prevents the warmth from reaching my awareness

As I search outward for something lost

Denying the wall is there

I snatch what warmth I can from strangers

Share their fire for a while

Believing I have none

The fires of strangers flame and die

Flame and die

I wander from one to the other

Gradually losing hope that what I seek

Will ever be found or defined by another

The only path left is on the inside

There is work to do

Remove the wall brick by brick

Tear by tear

And have faith

That the sun is inside me

(from the poetry book:Re-entering the Womb the Goddess by Kamala Moore)