Ashes on the Temple Floor
Erotic bliss
is not merely physical
it’s inner-dimensional
A thousand subtle rivers
spreading through land
opening doorways
into dreamtime
And yet somehow
I left the great perfection
turned away from the
Streaming sensations of Eden
Beckoned beyond form
For a riverbank yet unknown
I traveled upstream
in consciousness
To the misty veils
around a foreign peak
And from these heights
I fell
Tunneling downward
Into the dark, which
lives beyond longing
Descending below sexuality,
I slithered beneath
the serpent’s den
Once here
my identity
Began to burn
Layer by layer
My sense of self
incinerated
I let go of the mother,
Mentor, student, wife,
Even the lover
Without subject or object
I stopped loving
Or being loved
My skin peeled off
like charred paper
Leaving ashes
On the temple floor
Until I stood,
Alone. Exposed.
Naked and trembling
Surrounded by my tribe,
Yet utterly lonely.
I chose this
Abandonment
Without anyone
To hold my wounding
Diving deeper
into that split
Where we came from
Destined to fall
Into that place
where we are going
Only here,
Amongst the ash
Can I surrender
To not knowing
Only here
in the unknown
Can I tune into
the unstruck cord
of my own gnosis.
~KD McClure
Highden 2026
Full Moon Transmission
I can’t stop
Seeking God
Like an insect
With a natural born
instinct to navigate
by starlight
I tore off my clothes
at the temple door
I sat naked
On the floor
Waiting to be
Taken in
But no one came
Only this emptiness
a space inside
Like nothing
I’ve touched before
A sort of peace
That pre-dates
The wound
That the seeker
separated from
This void
Did not hold me
Or heal me
But split me
Wide
open
And
Left me
Longing
For
More
~KD
Full Moon
April 2026