Father Of Creation Divine Mother

We sit at thy lotus feet in celebration of the consciousness you left us,
the Universal intelligence present in every atom of creation.

Let us all unite and throw away the chains of dogma,
that all people, from all walks of life, unite in truth.

We understand the point of religion isn't to have blind faith,
rather direction perception and experience,
that is why we sit here today,
so that we may directly experience our birthright,
the Christ Consciousness.

Bless all with the strength to sit with you for the whole time,
may this not feel like a burden to anyone that attempts it,
we do this with love, and free will.

We are sitting because we want too, in honor.
We use our free will to sit with thee,
you do not have to play hide and seek anymore,
this is our choice.

One thing we are not, oh Divine mother, are beggars.
We will not sit here and beg things of you,
We are your sons and daughters!

We only demand for what is ours!
What you created for us,
your love.

May your presence be felt as we sit in silence,
giving thanks to the consciousness you left us,
a road map back to your kingdom.

May you bless not only all that are attempting to sit with you,
but every sentient being.

Peace, Aum, Amen

Love, peace, compassion and respect
-wishy

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Assorted Poems

A song sung once in beauties past,
of health, and home, and hungers last.
Of poppies peace,
and summers night ease,
Shimmers of shadows, tomorrow's hold fast.
A song sung once is not at all,
but a cry from the heart, no sparrow's call.
Heart's cry meet the day,
and have your way,
That I might see, and never fall.

by JAH,1995.

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Thine Crying Eye
By moon and stars,
And colored clouds;
My mind is free.
The Goddess, my muse,
Has set my soul afire.
To burn the curse,
Of evil and sadness
The wind through my body,
Brushing my soul.
To forgive the forgivness.
Oh the happiness I hold.
By the crying streams,
And the laughing flowers;
The earth speaks,
To ever
Open minds.

by Emilie Barger

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In the morning I awaken
and
within the dusty, illiterate thresholds
of my mind
I am lying on feather pillows, eating breakfast in bed
peaches and cream and those triangle toast slices
(or whatever they eat)
and I arise and dress in expensive silk clothes
with unpronounceable names
and I drive downtown in my Rolls or Mercedes
(or whatever they drive)
and enter a teeming, massive building
BUILDING!
Bustling brimming and harried business men women
Pass by the salvation army volunteers
Whose musical bells pierce the cacophony
and I lunch at La Boue d'Argent or Leicester's
(or wherever they lunch)
and come home late to retire to my bed
and I roll over
and I sit up
the cracked sidewalk spreads bloodless lips
and swallows my dream
and I cover myself with last week's newspaper
to keep out the November chill

By Selene, 1994

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O Great Mother
Bless those who have followed you many moons before
O Great Goddess
Bless the children of today, for they have relit the torch
O Great and Powerful Mother
Thank you for my spiritual birth
you are the mother of the field
Mother of trees
Mother of the womb
Mother of wind
but
most of all
Goddess
of all

by Craig Hatch

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Longing

Whispers shared
'tween bent heads
echo still in time.
Carry us to beds
seperate
yet aligned.

Lover, what soft whispers said
Between us
can fill this empty space?
Yet no Words need
at all be uttered.
No words need be said.

And trapped there in our near mouths
defences crumble down
until there is but only us.
We have no need of sound.

The rushing river of our blood
will drown out any woe.
And pulse, like thunder in our veins,
rages for what we know
will be the Ultimate joining.

Oh to make love to you!

Contributed and authored by Moontoadie

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The Book

By Raven Lemay

Across from darkened hall, behind closed door,
a small lamp flickers faithfully.
I sit with feet upon the cold stone floor
Worn smooth by those who've journeyed before me.

The light of candle falls upon my pen
And illuminates the Word and Way for me.
The Shadows they rise up and fall again
But the colors they are bright enough to see.

The twisting Vine around the Word does grow
with gilt-gold leaves and fruits so ripe and rare
and becomes a candle - with red flame all aglow
and the flame becomes the Lion's golden hair.

I turn the page, and there before my eyes
The Word illumines brighter than before
The stars and universe enfold It round
as cherubim and seraphim adore.

With silver moon and stars around her feet
The Universe enfolds her with Its Grace.
For she bears the Cosmic Child of Light so sweet
The Undying Sun who holds the world in His embrace.

I wrap a woolen cloak around my frame
to ward off the chill and drafty winds of night
That shake and try to squelch the Candle flame
and make dark - the Word before my sight.

For I myself am drawn into the scene
In colors bright - alive and many hued.
I see in myself the Vine so evergreen
Myself with candle flame imbued.

I know not yet the Writing on this page
for the Author of it alone directs the pen
But when the time is ripe for the Word Unknown
I will pick up this book and write and read again.

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I Saw A Chapel All Of Gold

That none did dare to enter in,
And many weeping stood without,
Weeping, mourning, worshipping.

I saw a serpent rise between
The white pillars of the door,
And he forc’d and forc’d and forc’d,
Down the golden hinges tore.

And along the pavement sweet,
Set with pearls and rubies bright,
All his slimy length he drew
Till upon the altar white

Vomiting his poison out
On the bread and on the wine.
So I turn’d into a sty
And laid me down among the swine.

- William Blake

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The Triple Fool By John Donne

I am two fools, I know,
For loving, and for saying so
In whining poetry ;
But where's that wise man, that would not be I,
If she would not deny ?
Then as th' earth's inward narrow crooked lanes
Do purge sea water's fretful salt away,
I thought, if I could draw my pains
Through rhyme's vexation, I should them allay.
Grief brought to numbers cannot be so fierce,
For he tames it, that fetters it in verse.

But when I have done so,
Some man, his art and voice to show,
Doth set and sing my pain ;
And, by delighting many, frees again
Grief, which verse did restrain.
To love and grief tribute of verse belongs,
But not of such as pleases when 'tis read.
Both are increased by such songs,
For both their triumphs so are published,
And I, which was two fools, do so grow three.
Who are a little wise, the best fools be.

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Linear Light From The Ivory Tower A Posthumous Poetry Collection

Book: Linear Light From The Ivory Tower A Posthumous Poetry Collection by Sheryl Mathis

Linear Light from the Ivory Tower is a posthumous poetry Anthology of Sheryl Williams Mathis. Sheryl, an African-American Wiccan in Georgia, was a lover of all things metaphysical and natural. She often expressed her deepest feelings through her poetry. After her death in 2001, her daughter, DaKarai Noshell Yuko, made it her mission to collect and compile her poems into two books, in honor of her mother's loving memory. Linear Light from the Ivory Tower is the first book.

Sheryl, an African-American Wiccan from Georgia, was a lover of all things metaphysical and natural. She often expressed her deepest feelings through her poetry. Some of Sheryl's poems have been featured in:

* IMAGE OF MYSTIC TRUTH by NEW WORLDS UNLIMITED 1980
* YEARBOOK OF MODERN POETRY by YOUNG PUBLICATIONS 1980
* OUR Twentieth Century'S Greatest POEMS by WORLD OF POETRY PRESS 1981
* THE FAMILY TREASURY OF GREAT POEMS by WORLD OF POETRY PRESS 1981
* EARTHSHINE by POETRY PRESS 1982
* AMERICAN POETRY ANTHOLOGY by AMERICAN POETRY ASSOCIATION 1982
* POETRY OF LOVE-PAST AND PRESENT by FINE ARTS PRESS 1982
* POEMS OF THE HEARTLAND by FAIRLANE HOUSE 1990's
* HONEY CREEK ANTHOLOGY OF CONTEMPORARY POETRY by FAIRLANE HOUSE 1990's Sheryl's many awards include:
* THE GOLDEN POET AWARD by WORLD OF POETRY PRESS 1989 * AWARD OF MERIT by WORLD OF POETRY PRESS 1989

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The Benevolent Witch

With friendly wand awhirling air
And kindly smile without a care,
A plump stripped cat in her abode
'Next a croaking green and warty toad,
A long haired whimsical wonderful witch
Completes a spell without a hitch.
And laughing joy and turn around
To bring her love to earth abound.
Deosil thrice and widdershins
Bind and hold and wash of sins,
Til this age is safely kept
And no more tears of pain are wept.

Authored and contributed by Toadie

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Sweet Bell Of The Garden

"Sssssh," mother's teaching now
And She's wearing the face of a child
Moonfaced self sure maiden
Not quite wild

She's bearing snails and centipedes
She's laughing in the sun
She's Walking in the lowlands now
And She's only just begun

She's singing in the cricket's song
She's dancing in the dew
She's come, Sweet Bell of the Garden
To enchant you.

-Merry- June 5, 1995

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The Minstrel

(Holly Solt)

What music shall I Play
what song shall I now sing
the minstrel took a bow
and asked the royal king...

Play a song of merriment
sing a song of joy
for we have had some troubles
and this night we shall enjoy...

He plucked the merry lute strings
and he danced upon the floor
and the court heard such sweet music
as it never heard before...

The weary knights with broken bones
picked up their heavy heads
and twas well past the midnight hour
when they laid upon their beds

Even in the deepened sleep
they heard the joyous song
and forgot the wartime nightmares
and the day that had been long

What music shall you play for Him?
what song shall you now sing?
become the magic minstrel
and play before your King

Make weary Knights with broken bones
lift up their heavy heads
sing the words of truth and love
and go to those in beds

And dance a dance to celebrate
the wonder of it all
so others too may dance with you
in Heaven's wondrous Hall.

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Forest

Deep in the dark, silent forest
The Lord and the Lady and me
Walk in reverent wonder
At the mystery of beauty we see.
Misty clouds and moonbeams
Play a silent symphony,
Filled with awe and peace
they They should walk with me.

Deep in the dark, silent forest
Where first they came to me,
The Lord of the Woods, the
Green Man,
And the Lady in majesty.
There 'neath the moon I adore them
With the beauty of nature around.
The Athame in blue-white splendor,
then draws the circle round.

Deep in the dark, silent forest
The Lord and the Lady and me
Create a space of wonder
Just large enough for three.
Earth and Air, Fire and Water
Thrice the circle drawn
Enchanted space of ritual
until the morning dawn.

Deep in the dark, silent forest
The Lord and the Lady and me.
At the end of a long nights ritual
Are content and happy we three.
We watch the glow of the embers
As the heat of the fire dies low.
A few moments of Meditation
And then its time to go.

Deep in the dark, silent forest
Here by the wide open sea
The Lord and the Lady go Walking
The Lord and the Lady and me.
Here in the dark, silent forest
I've learned a great mystery,
They are each a part of the other,
And each a great part of me.

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The Sick Rose

O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm.
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

by William Blake

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The Divine Image

By William Blake from Songs of Innocence

To Mercy, Pity, Peace and Love,
All pray to their distress,
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.
For Mercy, Pity, Peace and Love,
Is God our Father dear;
And Mercy, Pity, Peace and Love,
Is man, His child and care.
For Mercy has a human heart;
Pity, a human face;
And Love, the human form divine:
And Peace, the human dress.
Then every man, of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine:
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.
And all must love the human form,
In heathen, Turk or Jew.
Where Mercy, Love and Pity dwell,
There God is dwelling too.

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Witchs Rune

Darksome night and shining moon
East and south and west and north
Harken to the Witches' Rune
Here we've come to call ye forth

Earth, air, water and fire
Wand, pentacle, cup and sword
Work ye unto our desire
Harken ye unto our word

Cords, censer, scourge, and knife
Power of the witch's blade
Waken all ye unto life
Come ye as the charge is made

Queen of Heaven, Queen of Hell
Horned Hunter of the night
Send your power into this spell
Work our will by magic rite

By all the power of land and sea
By al the might of moon and sun
As we will so mote it be
Chant the spell and be it done

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How Far

How far do you walk
and where do you go
for it happens so often
this walk that you do
that it's peaceful to know
it is only for you.
While on this Earth-walk
our conscious becomes alive
and it's Through this awareness
that we can survive.
So, I ask you now in all seriousness
where is this place of Trust and Innocence
that we are told so often, Really exists.
So try not to struggle and be balanced in Thought
for it doesn't matter at all where you will start
The secret you'll find is to stay True to Yourself
so you can be you and nobody else.
Our lives are a gift for us to embrace
So my question to Thee?
Is why do we hate.
I don't know why
It's so hard to explain
The Beauty and Peace even the Pain.

(c. Roy Rindom, January 26, 1993)

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Hymn To Pan

Book: Hymn To Pan by Aleister Crowley

HYMN TO PAN: This poem, Together With extracts from the Book of the Law and the Collects from the Gnostic Mass formed the Last Ritual at aleister crowley at his funeral in Brighton on December 5th, 1947.

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Egyptian Myth And Legend

Book: Egyptian Myth And Legend by Donald Mackenzie

In this volume the myths and legends of ancient Egypt are embraced in a historical narrative which begins with the rise of the great Nilotic civilization and ends with the Greco-Roman Age. The principal deities are dealt with chiefly at the various periods in which they came into prominence, while the legends are so arranged as to throw light on the beliefs and manners and customs of the ancient people. Metrical renderings are given of such of the representative folk songs and poems as can be appreciated at the present day.

In our historical narrative the reader is kept in touch with the great civilizations of the Cretans, Hittites, Babylonians, Assyrians, which influenced and were influenced. by Egypt. Special attention is also devoted to Palestine and the great figures in Biblical narrative Joseph, Moses, Isaiah, Jeremiah, Nahum, and the notable kings of Israel and Judah. There are numerous quotations from the Old Testament, and especially from the prophets who dealt with the political as well as the religious problems of their times. To students of the Bible this part of the volume should make special appeal. It is impossible to appreciate to the full the power and sagacity of Isaiah's sublime utterances without some knowledge of the history of ancient Egypt.

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Pandemonium

Hi, ho, it's Spring again,
Out of my eye's corner
I Thought I saw the Horned Man, the Green Man
Charging down the glen,

It was not Pan,
I did not get that freezing in the bone,
Half fear, half ecstacy.
Perhaps I was mistook,
And only wished I saw,

And maybe Pan is playing in a rock band,
Traveling in a wave of liquorous riot,
George 'Something' and the Destroyers

Sonia Brock

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Guardians

She calls the power to
Women in Circle dance.
She drums the Heartbeat forth,
drowning out Darkening.

Dragoning magic rites,
blindfolded, sword sharpened,
firelit, the other woman
beckons the Hearkening.

Singing with tambourines,
Conscience bared, FireJumpers;
leaping the passions that
threaten the journeying.

Meditate mystery,
Back through the labyrinth
sacred of ancient ones,
corridors echoing.

Drums she the Silver Chord
tying their spirits down;
sounding the pressure waves
pushed forth by blood surging.

Smoke draws the elements
Thunder and Lightening.
Wise one in Center is
singing the Ripening.

Back from the Underground
sleepwalk the Dreaming Ones.
Up through the thicket and
stone are they wandering.

She who is warding Death,
ceases with brandishing.
Open is Circle and
ended the Gathering.

Mary Riversong
Copyright 2002

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Sacred Trees

Sacred trees
You among all creation deserve high honor.
For all your long life your arms you raise,
Heaven-ward in endless praise,
Leaves upturned to the sun,
To the face of the God of Life.

Sacred trees
You among all creation deserve love.
You give of yourself freely, as laden branches bend.
You give of yourself completely, your fruit, your wood; your end
Becomes a new Beginning
As you return your gift of life
And once again to the body of Mother Earth.

Sacred trees
You among all creation deserve sanctification.
Giving of yourself, from without and within
You sow no hate, you make no sin
You give to us the breath of life, even as you die.
Pray we too, learn to live as trees.

Raven Le May '95

Raven is a woman of spirit living in Ohio, who describes her Spirituality as having a Pagan Heart and a Catholic soul. She is publishing a book of her poems in the near future. Copyright (c) 1995 belongs to the author.

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