Saturday, 2 April 2022

And so it begins

 And so it begins

The Queen has announced that within and within

Is where we begin

So deep, so deep,

I search within

Until I weep


Dry tears of time lost

Time to come yet

The little girl Princess

She wired her most

Precious jewels and forget


The Witch stole her treasure

The Queen mourns her pleasure


Searching for the light

Shadows changing darkness 

Power of the fire, see the bright

Within me the Enchantress


There's the path, now it's happening

towards the bright light of Spring

Renew, breath new 

Wind, sun and morning dew


Follow the land

Take her hand

And become the one and only one

That is me, embrace the bitter and the new sweetness

Of possibilities and continue the journey I began

Princess, mistress, flower power

Mother

Wild woman

Enchantress

Through the path of loving

Myself and guide others

Slowly, slowly heading

To embrace

The Wise one




Sunday, 13 March 2022

Wash away, wash away, away

Thought heavy thick grey

Clouds, wind, rain,

Blow,  wash away

The gloomy day,

The pain, again,

Rain, wash, wash away

Pure silver, drops

Cry, sky, until it stops

To shine again.

Invite the Rain.

Let go of the pain.

All the things I am holding onto 

Let them wash away.
All the dreams I have not lived – let it rain.
All the times I wept before, let it rain again
All the worry and all the fear
After the rain it will clear
All the wishing and wanting

Allow and open, even if daunting

Here, now, today

All the stuck and anger – go away.

Let it rain. Let me be

Fresh, new me

fresh start after the storm

Friday, 18 February 2022

Release

From the top

Breathe

Just breathe

one more chance

repeat

forward slash

crash

release


And the wind

 And the wind is gutting

My inner self destroyed

Inside out and skinless

Every inch of my body 

A turmoil in degeneration

The tightness and the restlessness

The pains and discomforts

A lump of garbage

A mass of rotten organs

Change is imminent

Optimistic self control

Gaining power

Aiming to go through the storm

Dreaming of rising

One more time

I need to find the beauty inside this shit

Tuesday, 4 January 2022

And the rain

 And the rain

is here again

washing, cleansing, restoring.

Hiding the pain

Battered , bruised, numbed 

Body and Soul, 

The darkness of the whole

Heavy, thick air, earth, repairing

Fire cleansing, purifying the agitated

Restless mind and body, not succumbed

Quite, almost, virtually, unreal reality

And the sun

Erasing darkness, disclosing a glimpse of clarity

Waking up the world

The arising had begun


Sunday, 26 December 2021

My girl

 The sweet pickle is here with us

my ittle pumpkin

with her melancholic eyes

run down body she arrives battered by a sea wave

slowly gradually reviving

resting and nourishing

sharing moments and rituals

growing pains smoothed away

her eyes sparking like dew drops


The quiet, the slow days, the rain, the cold

the silent tears I hold



Time after time

 Time after time

Sweet autumn breezes by and yet

each day filled with little moments 

precious still life

memories short and sweet

I am the good wife


Time after time 

clear open skies, sunrise flames

cooler winds , charcoal nights

and his breath

heavier and thicker, real life


Time after time

and again my self

inner outer misaligned

time lapse, twilight zone

my flesh and bone

old woman


Time after time

feeling and wanting

praying and dreaming

working and keeping

time lost, tense in the present

tight tension like string

thin yet strong

like spiderweb's thread

I am spider grandmother


Time after time

wise old me, strong

working with inner balacne

so fragile inside

like thousand sharp splinters

above and beyond a parallel dimesion

trying to break the tension


Time after time

I repeat myself 

boredom of the world's ignorance

working hard to disperse fear

time is here, here and now

and soon, just before

the end






https://earth-magick.com/journal/honoring-the-goddess-grandmother-spider/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spider_Grandmother