Mother earth, wide and deep
stirs the elemental cauldron of pure matter.
As the Queen holds dominion over hive life
inherent order’s beauty is realized.
Balancing a timeless dance of earth
while waltzing gently in fluid birth.
Embracing both the ebb and flow
within your nurturing womb.
Spreading Limbs broad and true,
the energy of life revealed
in the heavens of Kether and dirt of Malkuuth.
Seeking long enough to find
that death comes to the ego
only when the conscious priestess lends her graceful gaze.
And when truly “singing out her flesh“
does the heart beat once again from this worthy praise.
Now challenged as only the lone HERMIT can express
How can the HERO brave the mighty Thorn
to reach the blessed Flower?
Up on the hill set that hedge ablaze
and breathe the initiate’s fire.
It is in choice of Holy MOMENT that she lingers no more,
and leaps to enter the battle.