| My Pagan Poems |
| Swallow once more and hide in the darkness
I stare at the night with reaching eyes Look out in terror, in the fear of what I know But do not see, the aberration my mind cannot grasp And my eyes cannot capture but which is there No, there, by the door, standing in my room or Floating maybe above my stricken face and Always, always grinning with a horrible shapeless Mouth, and the teeth stretch over the whole face Across the room, around my world, grinning And gnashing silently but effectively, never stopping Open eyes, closed eyes, I blink and peer through the Cold and fetid air. I smell the demon through my skin and Feel the breath at once both hot and cold but I Finally decide to watch (knowing I am doomed, I still refuse to be surprised by my own demise) And he only waits, just out of reach, in a shadow In a roving moonbeam, laughing that I cannot Escape and grinning still at the paralysis of my terror Eternal night, will you end? Can I reach the dawn Or will dawn stay forever in my nonexistent future? The hours roll by, or were they seconds? And still I quake, I sweat, I cry in silence and curse myself. For I know this demon, I curse his name and will never Ever leave him for the safety of another dream or another Life. I may hate, and I may run, but I only sink Into his arms, into the bitter soul I so lately denied but I have embraced the demon and have become him in myself |
| I saw the dragon eat the mist and asked why He said that is not the question to ask today But rather, I should ask how Meditate, he said, on how to eat the mists And the reasons become apparent in time To the eater, the hungry one in you For the wisdom is not in the answers But in the asking lies the purpose And do not seek a teacher, little one Only seek to know yourself Know that you are divine and in God rests the truest of all knowledge |
| Dragondream |