Spirit of the Land

Spirit of the Land

Untouched purity
captivates the soul
and propels the mind
into the embracing solitude,
as echoes carry across the mountains
their songs speak of legends
which are whispered within each
ripple of the water, for faces which begin
to fade away into the mist, and watching eyes
from those who touched the spirit of the land
knowingly with quiet reverence,
now preserved with the passage of time.

A thousand stories which can be read
into the changing landscape,
the passage of the seasons
altering natures course,
winter’s encompassing touch
erases the memories of a passing year
heals scars and conceals old wounds
to make virginal once more in its glistening
white touch, and soon to melt away
into new life reborn free from the collective sorrows.

Beauty which entrances and transcends
beyond human thought
to touch the pulse beneath the land,
listen to the Earth’s heartbeat,
and feel the passage of the spirits
in the bone-numbing cold of
winter’s fog, they know you
even if you have forgotten.

2-The High Priestess

2-The High Priestess

Seek the quiet within the mind
attune the inner eye
to find the truth deep inside
and your soul in moonlight will glow
embracing the power of the moon
seated upon her throne of night.

Whispers of the inner voice
quest for the third-eyes insight

Answers needed inside you’ll find
where the pure soul bares no lie
knowledge hidden from the outside
become still and thoughts will flow
waning and waxing with the moon
spark inside you like candle light.

Whispers of the inner voice
quest for the third-eyes insight

To her wisdom bind
and hear the winds gentle sigh
to her occultic visions confide
from understanding you can only grow
impregnated as the full moon
shining with fulfilled delight.

Whispers of the inner voice
quest for the third-eyes insight

Poseidon’s Bride

Poseidon’s Bride

Before the sea for her lover she awaits
to fall under forever into eternal depths
sweet maiden upon the rocky shore.

She calls like a sirens song
may the King of the Tides claim his bride
before the sea for her lover she awaits.

Virgin white clad against the wind
her heart already sacrificed on Poseidon’s altar
sweet maiden upon the rocky shore.

She hears the cry within the waves
and trembles all over to be swept away
before the sea for her lover she awaits.

A kiss against her face in salty mist
her arms spread open ready to embrace
sweet maiden upon the rocky shore.

The tempest of her soul stirs churning waters
from the dark waters Neptune rises
before the sea her lover she awaits.

and away she is swept into eternity…..

1-The Magician

1-The Magician

Lay hold of your higher power
push forward without knowing fear
intuition quivering near
ascend your minds highest tower.

Now the time to connect
inspired thoughts with
determined action
just beyond waits a new beginning
connect the forces of will
and dreaming.

Deep into your cosmic depths peer
unfurl the subconscious flower
let your confidence empower
seek unity and all comes clear.

Your fate awaits
upon your fingertips
strive to shape your destiny
now is the time to trust in self
feeling the vitality of transferring
thought into the physical world.

Drawing from above
to make connections below.

0-The Fool

0-The Fool

Light hearted with free sprit venture into the sunlight
blissfully blind to the path ahead, in adventure find your bliss,
childlike innocence in reclaiming the joy of your inner child,
sing gayfully into the unknown as to the dawn the birds sing,
new opportunities may be found in experiences of the new
today there is no looking back so embrace dawn of a new day,
defy the conventions and show society an eye of defiance,
embracing your dreams while falling into a cloud’s embrace
life has much to offer in taking the gifts of life
beauty found in every corner as you explore natures beauty,
laughing at yourself while the world around you laughs,
release your inhibitions seeking freedom in the release
follow the fool and you may find it is your heart you follow.

My Totem

My Totem

Falcon:
far-seer
perched high above
with eyes that judge
weighing the landscape with care
proud in plumage and
regal posture
King of the Wind
unshamefully free.

Serpent:
transformitive power
seeking the secrets of darkness
held in balance between two worlds
deceptive but ill-deceived
whispering of knowledge concealed
caught between the suns power
and lunar lure
Fire Lord
flaring desire.

Arachnid:
weaver of dreams
cosmic Grandmother
capturing the stars in celestial web
purveyor of patience
awaiting upon untold truths
inspiring the bursting
ingenuity of the soul.

Wolf:
bound to the coven of the moon
hunters in the night
their song speaks of love
and speaks of pain
keeper of eternal wisdom
in their eyes quiet understanding
Masters of the Earth.

Crocodile:
savage independence
a force of sheer raw power
lying low with observant eyes
solitary contemplations
beneath rippling strength
and thick skins
a touch of tenderness rarely seen
shifting like the shades of a stream
Queen of the Dark Waters
coiled in ambition.

In the House of Mithra

 

 

In the House of Mithra

Upon his throne of light
fade away the day
dawning into night.

Encroaching end near to sight
darkness will carry warmth away
upon his throne of light.

Sorrow tinged in golden delight
each age yields the way
dawning into night.

For new life to burn bright
and illuminate the gray
upon his throne of light.

Eyes shinning futures insight
shades of past memories play
dawning into night.

Earth born anew from plight
rapturous joys display
upon his throne of light
dawning into night.

Mother Crone

Mother Crone

Earth Mother
in cold December
her heart frozen over
full of strength
fragile as glass
let the world mourn
Persephone entombed
her sweet warmth
blush of life stolen
Demeter raves
death touches
the world.

Hymn

Hymn

At morn–at noon–at twilight dim-
Maria! thou hast heard my hymn!
In joy and woe–in good and ill-
Mother of God, be with me still!
When the hours flew brightly by,
And not a cloud obscured the sky,
My soul, lest it should truant be,
Thy grace did guide to thine and thee;
Now, when storms of Fate o’ercast
Darkly my Present and my Past,
Let my Future radiant shine
With sweet hopes of thee and thine!

~ Poe

With his venom

With his venom

Irresistible
and bittersweet

that loosner
of limbs, Love

reptile-like
srikes me down

~ Sappho