अन ओदे तो तह कान्द्लेमाकेर

An Ode to the Candlemaker

Tears wax dripping to the spiritual flame,
Burning, burning, away our shame.
At end of Age we carry along,
A history of hate and Wisdom's song
Some things right, so many wrong.

But the dream of Innocence is born again,
It grows in hearts prepared by pain.
We light new candles from the old
We gather back into the fold.

For within our wicked world is a wick,
~Always Dancing~
To the flame of Eternal Love.

Solstice

CHASTE
Seizes chase
And haste
And ties them up
In a nought.

They struggle,
Because Nothing
Makes no promises.
And tells no lies.
What waits in the
Valley of Emptiness
Keeps it’s secret in Silence.
Yields not to forethought,
And won’t give a hint.
It demands my Presence
On this dark day of Winter
Wet, damp, dead, moist,
Rotting leaves, grey sky.

Beauty Still.

I'm Unity

Me more, memory, mi amore

Time ravishes age

When I am not immune

But when I boost

I'mm unity

I become well

Again.