Monday, 27 August 2012
O Wonderous Beloved by Shani Oates
Nay, shift me as you will!
But know only that my death is completed in you.
My journey through life disperses your emanation.
From the hearth of my ancestors to the hearth of my children.
From the arcane tree,
From the primal hunt,
From dreaming visions.
Through fire and ice I call upon my destiny.
To manifest in the halls of eternity,
Where I become you and you become I.
From “A Paean for Hecate” by Shani Oates ©2012