#deaverypriest.com

[deaverypriest]

Terse Confession of a Mystic Nr. 3

[deaverypriest]

[deaverypriest]

YASHODA

[deaverypriest]

Elpis

The best Lack more than conviction The best Lack all hope & discernment How has it come 2 this? How is it that we are so content 2 sidestep rotting corpses & wallow en shit? © The Herder 20Nineteen

[deaverypriest]

Not 4Saken (en 20Nineteen)

Lyres gilt w/ kaumarya leaf, Accompanied by a peacock’s conceit, Pierce the barricades of a hindering darkness Whereby revealed is the flicker of an occulted light Whence crows, en sackcloth, take whispery flight That is the moment The crown of woe is w/drawn The very moment u realise U are NOT 4saken; Ganga’s shimmering flow has not abated and The forge has not grown cold, Unable 2 cook the red sulphur, Temper iron, and distinguish A broken heart from A broken soul © The Herder 20Nineteen

[deaverypriest]

N.B. Verily, one must enter the dark wood at its darkest point; and one must enter alone. - Valentino Santi

[deaverypriest]

Love (20Seventeen)

From ev’rything u read And ev’rything u see It is easy 4 one 2 reason That Love is absent That Love is on the run From Anger, Pride, and Fear That Love has abandoned us (2 a dire Fate, a loveless State) And her daughters, Mercy and Grace, are not here But lo, a jug tips              a pantry door opens And Love, barely draped, skips (Thru a garten of planets and stars) A chain of flowers Above her hips The scent of lilac Behind her ears And across her lips © The Herder, 20Seventeen

[deaverypriest]

Soma from the Well: Forge