Poem for the night: Rites of Visitation The gods long to visit us again, if only we would open wide our hearts. This is when they can descend, in moments of sheer ecstasy, when the tides of inspiration rise to flood the riverbanks of our souls. Oh, essences from beyond the circle of the sun, invite us to dance in the ethereal invocation of your numinous power, surge into our lives and rage! Burn, rage, and torment us with fascinating visions! In the fierce ebb and flow of your wild visitations, we discover our paths of destiny and are moved to live them boldly... Oh, Hermes... let the heavenly hosts know our deepest desires; that they may guide us with cosmic wisdom unleashed in the darkest nights of souls... Oh, Aphrodite...let us feel your love throb in the soft stroke of fingers over moist skin... Oh, Zeus...may your bolts of bone-shivering lightning charge me with more life than I can live, as I tread deeper into the world to serve as a divine oracle of your faith and inspiration... The gods must be remembered now, for all is on the brink of despair as the world slides downward toward its dark encounter with Hades... Oh, hear me people, please! The way the world has been run is running out and our resources are running thin... A bright new citadel of love and acceptance must arise, and its people are the visionaries of the gods...
Posted on: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 03:27:46 +0000
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