Open?

Sweet bud
   so tightly drawn.

The comsmic egg
   gestating.

My knee is telling
   me something.

What am I gestating
   in the silent warm darkness?

What am I allowing
   to grow?

My dragon protects
   the egg,
      until it's time.

So much love and peace
   and fertile darkness.

Lizette Estelle
February 22, 2020