Goddess Litany

She folded into infinity
At the centre and the circumference of all
In the Silence the never ending embrace

In the eyes of new born babes she dances the Song of Elders
Black ashen feet She dances
Rattle bone brittle into dust
Stars of pain and joy

With dew from her tongues she forges your heart
Burn smoulder sharpened carved
You bright flame the first born
Black as the innocent

Silver Fox

Glastonbury Chalice Well Gardens

Dancing in the Sky

I am your desire

Light in your hand
Dancing in the sky

Dust of stars my throat burbling springs of joy
Oceans deep with teeth of mountains and
Sharp mirror to your eyes

Sound your longing
That birth you into being
In the cavern of my breast

I was born to desire you

Your kiss burning my heart
Your winged eyes fan the heavens
A thousand suns beating in your veins
Blood of heaven
Blood of earth
Blood of body
Blood of Light
Blood of Life
Blood of Death

silver fox

Tender Care

Today I walked along the road I have walked many times.
A road where I pass many people who I choose not to notice or remember.
Today I passed a man. His face twisted red raw. His skin twisting turning inside out.
Invisible man. Skinning himself alive.
Tender
Eyes burning. Lost.
This is his life.
This is his breath.
Where is his love?
Whose tender care gazes on his face now?

silver fox

I Choose

For much of the day my thoughts have been on the Black Heart of Innocence.
Is it possible? Is it attainable?
This evening I choose differently...

I choose to risk. To leap. With the rejoice and yell and yelp calling unto me the choice to risk with intent and abondon. With Faith and lack of attachment. With Letting go calling Goddess Hand of Creation on my tongue.
I choose to keep my loved ones near and dare to keep those who I would have chosen to name my enemies closer. To love my shadow who desires craving and longing. To be Loved. To Love.
I choose to risk. To Leap. With the rejoice and yell and yelp calling unto me the choice to thank the Gods for my life. To thank the Gods for my laughter, tears and fears and joy.
I Choose to risk. To Leap. With rejoice and yell and yelp calling unto me the choice to feel. To feel alive. Living Lifes possiblities.
I choose to be fully alive and in doing dare to risk all that is and can be.
I choose to be fully alive. Wilderness in my blood. All that has been and will be.
Blessed Be Kali

Symphony