the merging of Light and Dark
balance restored in a never ending cycle
It is within your dark catacombs
that the greatest of treasures is found
the “secret” of life
and
immortality’s grace bequeathed
to feed the hunger of a seeking soul
The sliver of dark abode
not yet fully illuminated and enlivened
by sun’s warm embrace
and promises of rest and renewal as new
life seeks it’s quickening
This far removed place of distance and time
where all must eventually gather and fall
eternity’s puppets~strings pulled
to dance the spiral of Fate’s own making
To lie in wait within
the womb of decay, desire and disuse
until the chord of resonance is struck
and all pattern and form are in concert
with the Universal music of the
Limitless Divine
The cycle complete and worlds yet unknown
just beyond the wormhole of time and vortex of space
momentum gathered and Sun shines
full on angelic face~
The Hermit’s lantern ablaze with a super nova of
blinding Light and footfalls echo
on a crystalline Path
back to the throne of the
Phoenix reborn
The Magickal Pen 