Friday, September 16, 2011

Medusa of Light

I have a flower in my heart,
which blooms with Love.
Each petal is inscribed
with a gift for you.

Tiny is the seed,
ready to sprout
burrowing its roots deep
into my feet.

Throbbing, warm, alive.
Pulsating unseen,
breathing with the rhythm of Love.

She spreads her roots.
Her trunk is formed.
The Cosmic Tree Woman
reaches out to the moon and the sun.

Her branches
sweeps across the stars
hands filled with Light
claiming her own divinity.
She bridges the worlds
of night and day.

Lazily twined,
slithering amongst her leaves,
hair writhing,
live the serpents of light.
Filled with divine knowledge
of truth and might,
snaking in and snaking out.

Reaching out,
spreading far and wide,
pure potential,
gloriously wrathful,
she is the Medusa of Light.

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