Retreat of the Beast

Nightmares descend sinking saber teeth into slumbering emotions; a merciless mauling in the dark.  Blanket warmth escaped, fled for nowhere.  The lid has been torn off.  Blind-sided.  Burning tears splash.  Cold air mocks at fear-dewed skin.  A sudden touch pierces like a flaming sunbeam, lighting the way home.  Falling, tumbling into the safety of a loving embrace, the beast retreats back into its cave.

A small stone in River of Stones entry.

Copyright Jean Mishra 2012


2 thoughts on “Retreat of the Beast

    • Thank you, Shady!!! I wasn’t going to post this one originally, but after a bit of thought I decided why not. Life isn’t always pleasant. The spiritual path isn’t always brightly lit. There are lessons to be found in the shadows too.

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