A moon full of grief
spills pale blue light
blinding stars
erasing Shadows
cast over the night –
Exposure to betrayal
is an experience
without parallel.
I weep even as high desert skies
shiver under reflected light
and second sight.
Yet, Venus shines on.
Her silvery orb a
sharpened steel point
an inspiration for some.
We do have a choice.
Betrayal speaks to the severing
of ties – psychological wounds
are no excuse for ending a friendship –
expose lack of integrity and weakness.
Keeping red hearts open
creates space for a rainbow
spectrum of feelings.
Experiencing each honestly
allows love to re – enter,
shattering separateness,
the most sinister human delusion of all.
Postscript: I used the image of this morning’s sunrise to highlight the colors of betrayal as I experience them. This poem was inspired by a woman’s betrayal that blindsided me yesterday. The bare trees against the sky remind me so much of this woman and myself, because she loves one tree in particular although my life is permeated with love for all trees. Women and trees simply go together as sisters in mythology as well as in day life. This women, by betraying me, chopped down her own tree.
