Mystical poem written 12-7-25.

1. You have all made a bargain, With nightmare and night, With the mother, Of magickal warfare I weld and wield, Welt and woe, Against all who would dare, To harm the innocent Striking out to heal and protect, All who have been forsaken, By the powers and principalities Of this aching world I will devour the pain, And swallow the miasma, My belly will grow big, With life 2. Peace, dear ones, I, too, am the child, Of a merciless Mother, And devoted to Love and War Abandoned and abandoner, I am as empty, As the child I left, Has left me Partnered with a dark companion, And fed on horror and madness, I grew tall and strove, Against all who would bind me But it was only when, I learned to make myself, As small as a sigh, That the mission loomed large 3. You think I am good, Because I serve Love and Life, But my Mother waged war, On all three realms She sought to save just one child, And brought Heaven, Earth, and Underworld, To their knees I am here to seek, The Road To Dawn, In life’s name, And for life’s sake What, exactly, Do you suppose, That I am willing to do, To complete my mission?
Art: Artemisia Gentileschi, “Judith Beheading Holofernes”, (~1620)
