Monday, November 18, 2019

11/13/2019 Yellow Resonant Seed/ Self-Existing Owl Moon of Form, Day 27





7 Kan

Yellow Resonant Seed

I recall the Night Medusa came to me –
“All that has been, that is, and that shall be”
I stood in western Twilight -
Revelation filled my Soul
My Blood awoke in Ecstasy
With the Knowledge that – She IS!

Then I knew the triple Goddess –
Sacred Feminine Power
Disparaged, despised, forgotten
Feared, beheaded, left for dead –
Lives ON!
Not a creature hideous
But a Symbol glorious

Medusa –
Wise Mother of Mysteries
Derider of  Evil and  Ignominy –
Your Gaze destroys
Your Blood resurrects
From you spring Chrysaor of the golden Sword
And Pegasus, the white-winged Steed
Without whom would Poets thirst –
     Their Muses without Hippocrene.*

*Hippocrene: literally “fountain of the horse.”  When Pegasus kicked the side of Mount Helicon, abode of the Muses, water sprang forth to inspire them and slake their thirst.

©Kleomichele Leeds



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