Shed

Image from Pinterest, poetry by me

This is the tenth cycle of the moon's orbital
Where like the snake I shed my skin. 
This is a special day- 10 months I am barren. 
10 months have I been healthy without him.
A snake can shed but not its eggs- I can do both. 
The earth has given me my beautiful blood 
So I may be safe from parasite and predator
Even after I have fallen into any trap. 
Tough skin is needed in this world 
Especially when you beg your body to shed
Before it is ready. With such sharp stones,
You could claw yourself from inside out, 
Emerging a new person, giving birth to yourself, 
Or who you wished you could now be. 
The cycle of the snake meets the cycle of the moon
Meets the cycle of the tide meets the water of the womb
Converging your power inside, so you are finally free.
The glue that stuck to your skin is gone, 
The diamond scales endure any thrown stones, 
They glance off leaving flakes of memories behind, 
Not that it didn't hurt- this is simply the process of rebirth.