Bless Me, Serpent
Let this transformation be exactly
What I need in this moment
If it must be swift
Like lightning striking the tree
Let it burn away all that no longer serves
leaving fertile ground for luscious new growth.
If it can be gentle and slow
Let me draw my inspiration from you
And slip from this old skin
In rippling contractions
Emerging tender and new
And more fully myself.
With a heart overflowing
I thank you.