20 March 2012

Kill me or make me you

Goddess I beseech you: Kill me or make me you

the serpent born from the goddess 
scales pink and soft made holy;
never forget kind words, 'o precious
on the path to might and glory.

becoming is but forever growth
renew the frigid skin like art;
for you my dear, the only warmth 
is the wisdom of your heart.

breathing in the pure rhythm of gaia
all life strives for transcendence;
on your long journey, loved king cobra
celebrate the charm with a dance!

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