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Do not think of her
unless you are prepared
to be driven to your limits,
to rush forth from yourself
like a ritual bowl overflowing
with sacramental wine.
Do not summon her image
unless you are ready to be blinded,
to stand in the flash
of a center exploding,
yourself shattering into the landscape,
wavering bits of bark and water.
Do not speak her name
until you have said good-bye
to all your familiar trinkets --
your mirrors, your bracelets,
your childhood adorations --
From now on you are nothing,
a ghost sighing at the window,
a voice singing under water.
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Date: 2011-04-04 08:31 pm (UTC)a ghost sighing at the window,
a voice singing under water."
I am deeply in love with someone right now who evokes, strongly, these emotions; these sensations, in me.
I have seen a face of the Goddess; I am singing; I am sighing; I am crying; I am laughing. Feels like love to me.
Still under Willow & Tara's spell,
Ray.
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Date: 2011-04-04 09:49 pm (UTC)