I Saw Fate's Face (For Edith) Poem by Maree Scarlett

she was wild in her raging heart
raging against the dying of the light and
welcoming the moon whose half light she hid in.

I saw fate's face in a tree, taller than the others
it sparkled in the moon's light and arched toward the sun
but it grew in dark soil of no moon.

I saw a fairy princess's face shining from my womb
whose cathedral stands as a church between my chest and legs
longing to find a knight worthy of penetrating its lore, it waited in
a cavernous body's sky where stars swam in sea blood, awaiting
a rainbow of melody, I have seen luck
played in cards and two dice rolled
in desirousness of hand.
I took a chance on happiness, and found it when
I crowned myself with stars and stood in awe
as part of all, not separate, I found I belonged
in the dying light, in the risen moon, in the
bark of the tree, in the midday sun, in the surging tides

I saw fate's face in
the echo of a mirror in my soul
and my body was the cathedral
to birth words from.