Beyond the Flesh

Last night she walked to the dark alcove
secret in the isolation of the fortress
a final journey to which only she is privy.

She pulled the nettings around the bed
laid herself upon the satin cover
soft as the womb of a distant mother.

It was to be the end of her quest
for the understanding of that home
the puzzle her body was yet still.

In a gown of invisible ethers
she closed her eyes and sighed
peace at last she thought in the realm.

Her hands resting near the virgin hips
she breathed softly as her heart slowed
sole sign that she lived below the breast.

She pressed onto the skin as no one had
her fingers penetrated the fibers to the core
where she encountered the spark of origins.

The flesh thus conquered with the passion of her will
in hazy voluptuousness it slowly sublimated
but she will remain safe at home in the cosmos.

When they come at dawn they will find but a trace
A final farewell her body left on the silk
And a broad smile as they hear her gently mock their vain longings.