Blessed Be

Pray in the dawn to the rising Sun,
spilling blues on the drusy sky.
Freeze the dripping rays of warmth;
Snap passion’s flash with the inner eye.

Enter the golden hush of the possible…
Keep this locked deep in an open heart;
Freeing a compass aligned to the new-
The infinite path, the eternal start.

Here, the Lord’s revealing:
“As long as you see,
You will Blessed Be.”

Pray in the dusk to the rising Moon,
smiling white in the ink of night.
Bask within Her chilly glow;
ind sings on your skin the true insight.

Inhale the rainbow mist of your Mother's faith…
stir this belief in a peaceful soul.
As ancestors wend to each shimmering end,
exhale a silvery skein to the old.

Hear the Lady’s whispering:
“As long as you breathe,
You will Blessed Be.”



(Note: drusy--packed with small crystals, like a layer of tiny quartz crystals growing on a host stone.)