The muse of lost treasure
Bestowed upon me
Her necklace.
Silver and gold
Iron and copper
(star boned)
To have and to hold
her light was bright
white diamond danger
(I open the chest to see her legacy)
dangerous to know
(golden tresses and jeweled robes)
Mnemosyne
remember me
(I tip my head, left ear open to the voice)
above me. Diamond star wombed
white light shines down upon me
opening the box
brave one
to unlock the portal
of remembrance
to the all
(star bones)
the voice of the womb star
echoes the grandmothers’, deep in the earth
starmothers wait watching for
the granddaughter
to open galactic trousseau.
~Theresa C. Dintino
