Shedding Death

Behold the sacred source of life. In birth

The brand-new baby sheds its mother, drinks

Its life and growth from her--she is the door

Through which we enter, open life to life.

Life sheds the dead--from life life comes--

From death all life remains--both feed us all

And make the way for life eternally

To live--the serpent sheds death on the ground.

The cavern of the underworld leads down

To death and darkness, out to light and life--

The source of creativity, creation,

We enter to the ever-changing moon.

The seed that's shed onto the ground will shed

Its coat when watered by the moon's clear tears--

Then, trembling, the shoot spears the sky and spreads

Its roots into the soil--leaves grasp the sun.

This constant change unchanges everything

And entropy negentropies the world--

The key unlocking beauty into life

Renewed opens the door through its shed skin.