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VxPoem ID: 6629

Category: liturgical_ritual

Posted: October 9th. 2004 9:57:28 PM

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Prayer to the Old Gods

by Storm Faerywolf
 [WVox Sponsor]
 Age Group: Adult

Sacred Mother, Maiden, Crone Holy Brother, Son and Lover I am marked by Mystery's kiss By Triple Will I am Thrice thine.
I sing of Your stories, I speak Your great names I dance in a circle and madness descends I drink of the Power that flows from Your river the currents that take me to sanity's end.
The smooth edge of space, that curved black mirror, where laws of man cannot reside Conjures the Seven and then draws Them nearer to walk upon this earth with life.
Plates that shift beneath the ground your sacred dance, or so I've found and in the darkness water flows as waters break to birth the world.
From the dark and silver egg the Twins are born with youthful lust Seductive softness is Their name And fall into Their spell we must
Arousal of innocence, the bud on the stem that opens, so softly, in pale early sun That possesses a beauty as such beyond knowing To proclaim morning's majesty With flower and thorn.
White One! Blue One!
Your breasts are soft hillsides, Your eyes are as pools Your sex is a cave, and a well, and a geyser Your skin petal soft to the touch makes me drunken Your lust is the power that brings seeds to flower
We hear you on the wings of doves We smell you in the scent of flowers We feel you in the cool spring breeze We see you in the eyes of love.
The Twins, they do move and they take on the palor of pale moon light and of bright summer's peak Pregnant with promise, erect with their vigor As Mother and Horned One together we seek
Mother Green, and Red, and Black! Lover Garland swathed and Golden!
By Moon and by Ocean, By stag and by wren Cool rain is your kiss, warm sun is your treasure Your perfume the scent of sweet blossoms in daytime And soft dripping pollen your spent summer's pleasure.
We hear you in the crack of fire We smell you in the musk of heat We feel you in the thrust of rutting We see you in the golden wheat.
As summer skies shall soon give way to winter's touch and turn to gray as so we too in turn must meet the scythe of She whose face we seek.
Rending thunder, howling shriek splintered bone for flesh is weak the pain and horror as death takes hold the final stare thats now grown cold.
Dark One! Black One! Wise One! Mad One!
Silent wisdom guards the gate, to the final mystery The Royal Darkness who shall preside over the end of history.
Ancient Mother, singing sweetly Lustful harlot, scarlet kiss within your womb are things made holy the black of madness is your bliss.
we hear you in the voice of toads we smell you in the damp of earth we feel you in caress of rain we see you in the pangs of birth
Mother Darksome and Divine Let thy worshipers rejoice For thou art virgin ever new and all of life speaks with your voice.
 Author's Notes: This is from my book, The Stars Within the Earth, available from my website and at select independant bookstores across the US.

Author's Location: Walnut Creek, California More Poems: Storm Faerywolf has posted 5 additional poems- View them? Author's Profile: To learn more about Storm Faerywolf - Click HERE
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