THE HERO
My warrior can sit back,
smoke his pipe at the end of a long day.
He has saved the damsel,
he has answered her cries.
Pierced the heart of the dragon,
setting the flames free.
No longer does she need to be sacrificed.
No longer does she need to pay the price.
Pure in white.
Rose in her heart,
flowers in her hair.
Heart radiant with love
Light flowing through her eyes.
Love for the One
has no borders,
no boundary,
unconditionally flowing forth
from the eternal spring
buried deep
in earth red
liquid hot
in the Mother’s flaming heart.
Raging streams of unconscious desires,
wants, and needs
Gently I step into the waters.
Intent on fishing out the keys
Glinting with the promise of magic
Richly gilded with the patina of praying, beseeching hands
My face darkened by hours of labour and toil
Staring back at me is a Mad Woman
Shunned, abandoned, rejected
Hidden in the dark recesses of the brilliant mind
Torn apart, cut down into small fragmented bits
Victim of the Warrior Knight
Sword held aloft
The swirling waters suck on my toe
Seductively pulling my foot in,
Caressing my calves, knees
And then all of me
Violently, yet gently, I descend into the darkness
Crossing the abyss between
Breath and non-breath
Being and non-being
I am untouchable, unspeakable
I am destructive warrior-knight
I am goddess AM I
I love your painting. There is so much spirit in Her - you almost feel like She will walk right out of the canvas!! I love the cross with the blue stone too!! What a powerful painting!!
ReplyDeleteThank you! Did you see the beautiful miniature silver madonna around her neck?
ReplyDeleteNo I did not look close enough - but I see it now!!
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