The Soul of Ana

[Guest guest]

Time disappeared for me today,

The minutiae of Ana wandered off

On a sojourn of Soul and Goddess,

Between

The glowing red moon

And the deepening night Aum,

And if I am resurrected once more

Betwixt

Heartbeats of pleasure and the cost of

Denial, I will hold near again molting feathers,

Crimson with touches of Cerulean blue,

I shall remember the peel of distant church bells

And

The adoration of singing bowls,

I shall return to the Meditation of Silence

When God was conceived

In the broken heart of an avenging angel,

Brandishing the sword of duality,

Lovers once,

Lost in memory and time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

YIL,

Ana

 

 

7/9/06

 

 

 

make peace make love make your life 'yours'