The Crimson Mother

Can you feel the sunbeams burning

red essence almighty

Friend look here

your questions quenched

in this great lady's light

she sings through the green

living in between

the twilight?

The birds, their majesty is nature

the sprinkle of star behind their flight

heading a guide for men that walk

and trees that arch us in their safety

She has flown to me of late

an electric tap on pristine glass

presence unbearably holistic

have you seen her?

It is you that she mourns

The crimson hand of lady fair

she waits until moon is in zenith

dancing down through its shadow

concealing herself from him

Eyes of earthly hazel

entered on their own

secret magic opening

chanting from blood red lips

She settles into her arms

A babe of war she finds me

unknowing what to say

I sat in subtle silence

She pressed warm laughter into my palm

taught me to grow that emotion

I confessed my fear for the world

she replied with musical color

In her tears, she admits her own

the darkest dagger of corruption

seething in a sorcery

of unnatural dismemberment

The purple droplets collected

shaping a mirror in her hands

she formed it with her sounds

long since forgotten by my ears

The mirror revealed our disparity

evil let to fester in her garden

in the guise of thoughtless peace

It glimpsed a million battles

never were they won

forced to do earths bidding

she would counter every one

Children we were no more

even those of youngest age

born to find their answers

in the crimson mothers’ maze

She whispered a solution

a way to be with her

help her on the journey

to remove the Fathers curse

A Thunder Kraken Cried

She rushed and had to go

Many things she showed of

which I never should have known

In awe, I watched her wings

she mimicked now that bird

The night I saw the Lady fair

I cherish every word

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