I sense the mystery
looking beyond the obvious,
opening the unknown,
tearing the veil of reality
where desire and lust are blown.
At my feet, he sits, astonished
seeking answers, trying to understand
the secret by the light of the crescent
moon upon my brow. I say nothing,
it is my vow.
Quietly I never interfere, I only
see, I only hear.
I let him fly, he is ready to go his way
again, one day he will be ready to travel
the most secret path of all with me.
Oh! Mother what will be, will be…
In between shadows,
I silence and gaze.
A ring of fragrant roses protects him
and me as he wanders in his maze.
Oh Mother! What will be will be.
He will see.
Karla Bardanza
You raise up those you choose
ReplyDeleteto become a part of you. They don't know you bring them. This truly rings of seduction. Very enlightening the powers of a Priestess.