Ink drops first words
on a Bran new page
resurrection through the flame
Initiation with the White Lady of the Woods
Kindles the Spark of Passion
leads to new Magik
which holds ALL
To go where no other will go
passed the point of no return
Truth is in the eye of the beholder
Eye (I) contact - Know Her Arc
It is luminous at the point of proximity
The trajectory IS the pathway
Adaptability flows into the path of least resistance
Guided through visions of black, white and Grey
Brings me to an iridescent shimmer
Now I endeavour to show my true colours
shake it all off and stand tall
Ascend upwards to kindred gods
then ground and be ital
Strut with a mindful placing of feet
Refined and incorruptible in my outward display
Graceful femininity - BEFORE THOUGHT
An emblem of Love
Given Freely
Tempered now
through the Valt of Heaven
Watched on by the Eyes of the Stars
I look back from the light - see a shadow is Cast
It grants the ability to see the spaces inbetween
there apears a Golden Egg
As I channel emotion and expand the source of life
it brings forth a State of Mind that runs deep
with a majesty of presence
There also lies the Schism
Stitched together with a Divine common Thread
About the Creator
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