The Gift #2 Starlight Woman

I cast my lot as prophet martyr


I never dreamed
That there could be
A Lady Starlight
To fulfill my dreams

Searching through the multiverse
Mystics Magicians and Gypsy Queens
Scrying mirrors casting runes
Through esoteric means

I cast my lot as prophet martyr
The aeon of Aquarian age
Erected a mental abbey within
Wore the shroud of the coming sage

Freyja smiled down upon me
Crafting me the most precious of all gifts
Magick, Beauty, Fertility, Sex
The warrior goddess spoke to me through secret tongues within a glyph

Wisdom held in Ancient orders
Secret Rites Sacred Law
A fire with the temple burns
I rebuild Pharos of Alexandria

Come to Me Come to me my Scarlet Woman
It is prophesied that we shall ascend
She is the manifestation of my Will
My Eternal partner to the End

MB93
2022Β©

Published by πŸŒ™ Crescent Moons πŸŒ™

Poet, Author, Musician, Spiritual Alchemist, Magick

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