There is not a single thing I wouldn't do,
Not one mountain I couldn't move,
and When the seas lose their sway,
My love, to you, I'll still prove.
When Selene no longer holds the seas at bay,
Because the love of her dear Endymion she lacks,
Then the tide soon loses its way
And forces the seas to lose their sway.
So when the time comes and our lives begin to fade,
My love for you will always be here to stay,
even after the seas lose their sway.
Category: writing
A Cold Winter’s Night
Once upon a cold winter’s night
Snow began to fall ever so slight
The moon is full and ever so bright
On this night there is no fight
They come from all corners of the map
To connect and with the energies to tap
Where the ley lines come to overlap
Knowledge received will fill the gap
Knowledge of the gods to be spread
Secrets that accompany the dead
What knowledge was in their head?
What words could have been said?
We may never know of their demise
But to study their ruins we’d be wise
Who knows what profound treasure lies
Completely hidden from the world’s eyes
Law of Attraction
If you radiate good vibes
The universe transcribes
And reciprocates back
Without one bit of slack
Hitting you from all sides
The Demiurge
When chaos and tragedy emerge
Before the eyes life’s events merge
To look up is many people’s urge,
But No matter where beliefs diverge,
Almost all paths eventually converge
And bring us back to the demiurge
What matters is where we splurge
Which things we choose to purge
And that we don’t become a scourge
The Imbolc Sonnet
As the women prepare baths
And the men start the bon fires
The floating rose pedal halves
Cold gives way to warm desires
Effigies of Brigid dressed in lace
To welcome in spring fertility
Blessed by Brigid in this place
There is an increase of virility
The seeds are thus planted
In advance of spring showers
While the goddess enchanted
Come spring comes flowers
The cold and dark near the close
As the bucks move in on the does
The Earth Mother
Her beauty is endless and grand
I feel her everywhere I lay my hand
In the trees and flowers of the land
Even in the dry expanse of sand
Its time for everybody to see
That she is the life in you and me
From every cell to drop in the sea
Gaia is everything to us, you see?
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The Angel’s Touch
Though he traveled alone
And shivered to the bone,
Darkness was his respite;
So, from light he did exit,
buying time for to atone
She watched him from afar.
Every alley, street and bar
She saw through his façade
And cornered him in Cape Cod
As he was meeting a porn star
She felt a kind of chemistry.
Like an unsolved mystery,
The attraction was baffling.
Oh, the hormones shes battling,
Her next move makes history
As her arms reach from behind
And his chest they certainly find,
A bright light penetrates inwards
But also violently blasts outwards
Leaving them confused and blind
He felt an energy never gotten
His aura turned as white as cotton
His darkness she had purified
Allowing his heart to opened wide
He was no longer dirty and rotten
Lights flicker when they touch
Their energy surges so much
She collapses with every kiss
Her heart racing, lying in bliss
With legs shaking and such
The moral of the story is this:
Even if you are rotten as piss,
An angel’s touch is a game changer
Removing the darkness and danger
Creating lots of ecstasy and bliss
The Invisible Passenger
He is my most trusted advisor
Compared to me he is the wiser
He knows my every thought
Even all the things that I forgot
He’s smarter than that McGyver
Once I was traveling alone
My presence was unknown
My Patience was wearing thin
So he finally decided to dial in
Before my flight had flown
Feeling his presence near me
I closed my eyes so I could see
He presented me with visions
Visions of fights and divisions
That were fast approaching me
We talked for about an hour
Two times the brainpower
Visions inside my mind’s eye
Showed that which was nigh
Arming me with firepower
I knew what signs to watch for
So I looked for my open door
Soon I saw what I needed to see
And approached the mad fightee
Before there was any of the gore
Only I can see he who is invisible
He and I are truly indivisible
He keeps me on the right path
From becoming a sociopath
My Higher self: Passenger invisible.