Posted:Sun Jan 4, 2009 8:49 PM CST
A Warrior's Inspiration
Inspiration these days is hard to come by ...
Wonder do I, if the well has run dry?
Though in the mundane
Growth is in abundance
Spiritually I feel as if I stagnate.
Poetic, charming words of faery
Seen between lines of life I carry.
My Gaea Dragon glows bright blue,
My totem Grizzly growls at new
Souls I long to call my friends,
Loving free with my heart again.
As with my inner voice
His growl leaves me no choice,
But guard myself and be wise,
Testing all the truth in lies.
The sleeping Turtle awakes
Opening the cold, iron gate
That is wrapped about my soul ...
Aye ~ should mine own heart not know?
How to love and give
Feel joy as it lives,
Joined with others to celebrate.
The power warm that emanates
From deep within ~ without contingent,
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To receipt of the same
Sparring for my name.
The divine Goddess given right
To walk and live in love and light.
It wears down my plated armor of silver
as the spring run off rushes through rivers.
So do my own lonely tears
Remaining closed with my fears.
Picking the lock of my chains
Running through pouring rains ...
These thoughts do tempt me so
As I seek to yet follow,
Another’s path but--
NO!
This time, I wield
The Sword as Warrior!
Shall we Dance
Excalibur?
Dance We Shall!