Going to Ground

my body betrayed me…

balance an elusive sprite…

smoke, rain and fresh cool wind danced in erratic ecstasy…

panic blossomed within my belly…

I went to ground.

I knelt upon the Mother,

my hands in Her dark soil…

 sent roots into Her depths,

entwined them around strong solid stone.

laid my body down upon Her,

touched Her creatures,

and waited. 

Shadow rose up within me,

memories of long ago…

long forgotten conflict…

doubts of my place in the world…

of my purpose.

Thoughts of going to ground…

of returning to the Mother to be safe

 in the nurturing depths of Her dark soil…

desire to retreat to Her solidity and strength.

But I am a child of the Void…

the Void harbors no hiding places…

only potential…

and chaotic power

waiting to be given form…

so I shall learn to dance on ecstasy  

to follow sprites into wildeness…

to hold strength of Earth within my body

and to walk my path with what grace I can…

Oh Holy Night revised

Oh Holy Night…revised to reflect my hope for this world…

Oh Holy night, the stars are brightly shining,

Is this the night Love’s Light shall return?

Long lay the world in grief and darkness pining,

Til Light appears and the soul knows its worth.

A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices,

For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn’

Fall on your knees, Oh hear the voices singing,

Oh night Divine, Oh night of Light’s return,

Oh night Divine, Oh night, Oh night Divine.

May we learn to love one another,

The Light is Love and its child is Peace.

Chains shall break for the slave is our brother,

And in Love’s name all oppression shall cease.

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,

May all among us learn to live in peace,

Love is the Law; Oh may it reign forever,

Oh night Divine, Oh night of Light’s return,

Oh night Divine, Oh night, Oh night Divine.

the Coming of Winter...

Winter is coming

and you will be quitting me soon...

I know this fact

every moment of every day...

Each day the beast draws closer

with each breath, with each beat

with the fall of each night

the day becomes shorter

the darkness grows and

the silence creeps closer...

It stalks me

watching and waiting for the moment

that moment when you will touch me for the last time...

The cold silence waits for me

it waits until you are gone

it waits for that moment

to wrap its cold, dark silence around me

to hold me untouched, cold and silent

all through the long dark months...

I can feel it closing in on me

and I want to scream...

No you cannot take me!

I am Warm and Alive!

I hold Fire inside me!

But no matter how I rage against it

no matter how hard I beat my fists against the tomb

no matter...

I cannot escape 

the coming of Winter.

Let me...

Let me laugh, let me dream; let me be a child…

Let me grow, let me learn; let me burn like wild…

Let me work, let me play; let me have some fun…

Let me run, let me roam; let me have freedom…

Let me live, let me love; let me do my thing…

Let me dance, let me give; I have a song to sing!

June 1977  my first poem  age 11

Lunae Memoriae

My Lady sails through silver sky,

Her pale skin, a shade of light,

She glows in brilliant radiance, my lover faire.

With gentle grace she wanders through the night,

Her gossamer gown flows ‘round about her feet,

Her footsteps leaving stardust in her path.

She sings with laughter, starlight song,

Her voice, a gentle shining mist,

Whispering the mystery.

Her soft touch, cool as evening aire,

Her kisses shimmer on my skin,

Gifts of music, soft and sweet.

Dancing through eternity,

My lover faire,

My Lady of sweet memory.

To the Queen of the Abyss…

Once upon a time, you were brilliant and beautiful.

Full of power and blessed with privilege,

You danced upon the stage of life,

full-glorious in the light, admired by all.

Desiring all that you could see,

All that you desired was yours.

Vain and entitled, life was a game and you,

The Queen, reveling in your mastery of it,

played with abandon and the carelessness

of one who has never known the truth of sorrow.

Confident within yourself, and in the rightness of your power,

you played with your puppets

and tossed them aside when the next pretty thing caught your eye.

For the desire of some sparkling token,

You used your power to have what you desired,

 and destroyed something of true worth.

Did you know it then? Or did you only discover it after?

Now you stand, in your silent isolation, as cold as the corpses you left behind,

Hooded and cloaked in darkness, seeing nothing, making no sound.

Your grief and despair wail unceasingly, surrounding you,

filling your cavernous Temple of Sorrows,

moving upon the rushing waters swirling continuously at your feet.

These are your powers, your sorrows, your purpose.

These are your children and your treasures, this sound and this temple.

Here in the Abyss you reign as Queen.

You followed me for lifetimes, unseen, unknown,

lifetimes more have I carried you.

The time has come to bid farewell,

But my heart is reluctant to lose you. 

For what if, without you and your sorrow,

my heart is empty, or I have no heart at all?

You have been my companion, a part of me, for so very long,

how do I abandon you forever?

Will I still know myself without your sorrow in my soul?

 I must let you go,

I must cut the thread that binds us.

Unless I do, we will always dance together in the darkness.

I must step forward into my purpose, my future,

Into my power, and the light.

You have taught me well through time of many lives. 

My heart and soul will remember you,

even when I am free of your sorrow and your grief.

I promise you that what is remembered lives.

And maybe someday we will dance together in the light.

Falling into the fire...

I had a dream…

You were there, offering me all that I had once desired…

Offering me the chance to fall …

back into all the old patterns and habits of my past.

Offering me the opportunity to return to the veil,

that hides me from myself and from the light.

I woke knowing that I could not have you,

or risk returning to the shadows.

I told myself   “Do not fall in love with him.

He is too strong for you.

You will lose yourself again.

Do not fall in love with him.”

But it was already far too late…

I fell, Oh how I fell…

And I am falling still…

It matters not that you are not in love with me…

or that you cannot be.

It makes no difference that I am strong enough without you,

Or with you, or that I am not with you.

or that you wear the face of God, or that He wears yours.

I no longer know which, and it no longer matters.

For I am strong enough to love a God…

and to stand in the light.

I no longer need to hide behind the veil…

I can stand and fall and fall and fall…

And still I stand…

I stand in the light no matter how I fall…

The falling is no longer to be feared…

The fire inside your mind, your heart, your soul…

Sparks the flame within my own

Your body sets my own on fire

And so I fall …

into the magick of falling

in love with you…

and I stand in the light of the fire...

even as I fall…

Bear

Sleeping deep within the Mother

You walk the dream-time

Traveling the star-road

Through the void

In the forest of the otherworlds

Wisdom-stones beneath your feet

In silence and power

Instinct mingles with intuition

Finding truth and emerging into new light

Eclipse

Your shadow passes silently over me,

hiding me from the light and warmth of the sun.

I shiver and glow with the colour of my passion for you.

Until the dark and shifting clouds hide you from me

and I fear I shall never see you again.

Terrified and cold.

Then you leave me and pass by.

And I am bright again,

if not so warm.

I lay upon my bed...

I lay upon my bed,

The light turned out an hour ago,

The embers shimmer and glow inside,

The waves rolling off my skin,

Light the shadows all around.

I think of you and in my mind,

I hold your body close.

Although my heart would be for you,

A place of love and healing,

My mind tells me that what you need,

Is not what I can offer.

I focus on your pain,

On my desire to transform

That sharp thing,

Into something else.

As intense and overwhelming,

And consuming as my need.

My body and my soul want you still,

Even in your darkest hour.

To feel your force,

Your frustration and your anger,

Your loss and grief and despair,

Pouring into me,

Purged and purified.

To be battered in your arms,

To feel your violence and your hope,

To feel your control,

And your abandonment of it.

To feel your hands around my throat,

Pressed against the wall,

With no escape,

No choice,

But to surrender to your will,

And be conquered by your power.

Wishing Well Love Spell

I cast my wish into the Well,

And as I do I cast this spell.

I call to me my match, my mate.

I call the one who is my fate.

I call to me my own true love,

By Sun and Moon and Stars above!

Invocation to my Patron

Gwynn ap Nudd

Dark Father, Lord of the Storm

Leader of the Hunt, Guide of the Dead

Guardian of the Cauldron of Annwfn

I come to you in the Dark

I cry to you in the storm

Hear me and Lead me home

Gwynn ap Nudd

Rider of the winds, Lord of the Dark

At whose feet my ancestors sit

I call to you in my despair

I am your child, I am in need

Embrace me in my weakness,

my ugliness, my fear

hear me and lead me home

For the Wild God

Cernunnos

Untamable Wild Spirit

Undeniable Force of Life

God of Carnal Pleasure and Passionate Joy,

Laughter and Love.

Come to me and Take me.

In that place of ecstasy

Where there are no boundaries to separate me

From all that you are.

Healing Spell

Doubt no longer rules my mind

Grief no longer chokes me

Fear no longer rules my heart

and Loss no longer wounds me

Hope and Joy and Faith and Love

These things shall now replace them

By Sun and Moon and Stars above

My Spirit now reclaims them.

Mabon

Equal Night and Equal Day

Gather apples while we may

Down into the Dark we go

Deeper Mysteries we would know

To Rise again into the Light

Equal Day and Equal Night

For the Dark Maiden

Maiden Huntress

Bloudewydd,

Flower-Bride by magick made

to be the Bride of Light

yet your sovereignty never surrendered.

You chose your lover by your will

and sent the Eagle flying.

by Magick turned

from Flower-Bride to Night-Hunter

silent-winged Owl-Goddess

flying unheard to hunt the dark

sharp-seeing and swift

talons pierce soft fur,

warm flesh, fluttering heart

surrenders to your grasp.

Journeys of the Runes

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http://journeysoftherunes.blogspot.com/

This blog will continue to be a place where I will share poetry  and stories of life in all its colors.

Blessed Be.

Ostara Prayer

Lord and Lady of Spring’s return

Come to us that we may learn

Of warming earth and growing Sun

Of greening life that newly comes

Into the world that we may see

and hope in love, So mote it be.

Ostara

Equal Day and Equal Night

Earth is Greening

Hail the Light

Life within our world is growing

Hope within our hearts is glowing

Equal Day and Equal Night

Earth is greening

Hail the Light

Be Thou my Vision Revised

Be Thou my Vision

(A traditional Irish Hymn, Revised by Diane Awenydd-Evans and Megan Moore)

Be Thou my vision, Oh Lord of my heart,

Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.

Thou my best thought, by day or by night,

Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

Be Thou my wisdom, and Thou my true word.

Lady I serve thee, Thy voice have I heard.

Thou my great Mother, and I Thy true child.

Thou in me dwelling and I with Thee, wild.

Riches I need not, nor man’s empty praise,

Thou mine inheritance, now and always.

Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,

Oh King of creation, my treasure Thou art.

Be Thou my refuge, my comfort, my home,

Be Thou my dignity, be Thou my throne,

Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,

Still be my vision, Oh Lady of all.