Moonlight

Jan. 6th, 2019 02:31 pm
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Moonlight it shines ever brightly it glows on the edge of the basin
Hauntingly gazing The Moon through the dark with the light it does hasten
Darkened the depths of the water beneath it does shimmer with moonshine
Mirroring all the crepuscular features it sings to the skyline

Blowing the wind finds a path through the thicket of evergreen pine trees
Greenery turning to darkness it swallows the moonlight with great ease
Swaying and rocking the leaves and the branches they dance with a measure
Marking the coastline the forest it beckons the night beasts with pleasure

Pulling the tide as it fills up the heavens with luminous power
Reaching the peak of its monstrous potential upon the twelfth hour
Primal encompassing fear trepidation and curious urges
This does The Moon in the sky represent every night it emerges
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Roman household altar to Ianus, Vesta, Venus, Bacchus, Apollo, Saturnus, Fortuna, Minerva, Sol Invictus, Diana, Iuppiter, Mercurius, Dis Pater, and Iuno



Shinto household altar to Tenjin-sama and Amaterasu Omikami



Kemetic household altar and shrine to Bastet, Ma'at, Heru, Djehuti, Anpu, and Amun, as well as Ptah, Sekhmet, and Nefertem (The Memphite Triad)



Germanic household altar to Woden, Thunor, Ingwine-Frea, and Freo (custom woodburned god poles)

The Spark

Jun. 5th, 2013 12:10 pm
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We write the tales of joy
Sharp words we do employ
From deep within the heart
The purpose of our part

We walk on virgin roads
And work in stranger modes.
With care we do progress
Despite the great distress

With passing of the times,
The poets and the rhymes
With love they do infuse
The blessings of the muse.

Around the world and back
We're kept along the track
By muses as they speak
They make the boldest meek

And blessed are the ones
That find her when she runs
In circles through our heads
While sleeping in our beds

In dreams is where she lives
Through inspiration gives
The words we hope to use
The blessing of the muse

Organic

Jun. 5th, 2013 12:03 pm
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Nature is our greatest teacher
Spawning every living creature
Void of prejudice or guile
Leaves our world quite versatile

Freely giving, never taking
And continually making
All the wonders of the earth
We ourselves are of its birth

Lacking sorrow or compunction
Lends it to a greater function
That of living and of change
With the varied, and the strange

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