Yin and Yang

It was bent back unnaturally,
seething at my presence.
Trampling towards me,
I clung to my grip on reality,
my truth.

I am blessed,
protected by a divine love.
I am loved in another realm.
Nonetheless, I am terrified, terrified of it’s odd shape,
it’s hate and disgraceful disposition.

The sallow skin sagged
shallowly over bones.
The black sockets,
devoid of compassion sought me out,
draining my life force.

I kept my heart in my palms,
praying for this nightmare to surcease.
The beating of my heart grew painful,
a lurching tugging at my chest,
my palms grew sweaty and slippery.

Yin and Yang lovers shifted,
shaking in their pothole puddle.
The woman rose first, holding her ashen
hand open for her lover, Yang.

The creature shifted it’s gaze.
I felt relief for a split second.
I raised the cross,
screaming God’s praise to the skies.

Yin and Yang continued to face the creature,
holding crosses high,
facing their capture,
their demon.
Slumped and defeated,
it stumbled away on all fours.
It wobbled and dropped down, down
into the dark depths of the stone road.

The sleeping Yin and Yang lovers
connected hands and strolled away.
Almond eyes alight with a new luster,
they pirouetted towards the lake.

I smiled at their slight forms,
their naked vulnerability,
their love.

Perhaps, they were the real heroes.
Perhaps, their ferocity frightened
the demon creature back to the shadows.

4 responses to “Yin and Yang”

WanderingCanadians

July 29, 2022 at 10:20 am

Excellent piece with lots of imagery and deep emotion. You have such a wonderful way of telling a story through your poetry.

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1. BrittnyLee
  
  August 1, 2022 at 6:04 pm
  
  Thank you so much, Linda 💓 . This was definitely one of the most macabre dreams I have ever had. Even with that, I still found value in it. It felt like a turning point in my dream world hah 🤣🙂. I stood up to my fear but for once, I wasn’t alone doing it. It says a lot about how I feel about closeness to others in my waking life. I feel more connected now than ever to family and friends, Matt and even strangers. It’s odd but a great feeling. For most of my life, I didn’t feel connected fully to anything. I felt like I was that piece that just didn’t fit. It’s interesting 🤔. 🙂 Thank you for commenting your kind words ☺️😊
  
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  1. WanderingCanadians
    
    August 4, 2022 at 11:28 am
    
    It’s pretty neat that you’re able to remember details or feelings about your dreams. Most of the time I wake up and remember nothing of what I was dreaming about. And that’s a lovely feeling to be supported and connected 🙂
    
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  2. BrittnyLee
    
    August 4, 2022 at 1:53 pm
    
    It is !! It’s weird because I don’t always remember my dreams but most of the time, I do 🙂 I love the ones like this that stay with me in a good way
    
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