Somnolence be over spring has to come again.
Today people will rise at dawn to watch the sunrise
Thinking they remember but forget Inanna
Do without knowing. Knowing with out acting.
Pain oh so familiar sometimes I need to just quit.
Silenced my vessel remembers Ostara
Even in my present female shroud,
My strength has made me weak
My house falls in slow motion on my head
Weakness forces me to seek the source,
And attach myself aligning with true power
I should be afraid but I am to numb
No longer caring of my fates
Rise from slumber at the dawn longing to be consumed
Do not stir me up; do not awaken my flesh until desire can be fed.
Spirit feeds my flesh and my flesh devours my religion
Forming me as a true soul I no longer believe
Understanding I don’t, is-ums, devotion I just am
I don’t care but becoming fire I wish to pass
The bifrost forming under my feet to bridge my way
Copyright~L G Hurcomb 3/31/2013