Tree of
Life
Last night my Mother dreamed a
dream with me
her body grew the holy cross
a giant apple tree that linked
earth and heaven
with the worlds below
One pair of peacocks roosted to
the left side of the trunk
one pair to the right hand side
countless eyes in their
majestic tails
contained all secrets of the
universe
Four lovely children I saw
dancing
round and round the apple tree
in a never-ending circle
to the heartbeat of the Deity
Mating
Lightning struck
the Tree was clad in clouds of
blossom
myrtle-wreathed Beauty flashed
her mirror
dancing in the moonlit east
her white doves led him to her
Wild Goat, Great Bull crowned
with ivy
drunk on red wine and the
frenzy of the flesh
she bade him to devour her
drink of her juices
pierce her to the core
fill her belly with his flaming
seed
so she may bear fruit
for all the worlds to eat
Initiation
Sky´s waters broke
apples were ripening on the
Tree
the Queen of flowers, fruit and
grain
ruled south together with the
Shepherd King
one night she left her lover´s
arms
to dive into her deepest heart
she threw herself into the
ocean far below
seven masks she wore and seven
trinkets
she lost them all and met her
death
found new life and seven cups
of serpent´s wisdom
her lover followed on her path
and brought his gift to her
when he returned
two snakes coiled in love
around a flower-bearing staff
Offering
Earth smelled of falling leaves
fruits of wisdom were gathered
from the Tree
In a rush of russet passion,
showering all life with gifts
Abundance gladly flashed her
dying body to the western sun
Horned God of Plenty
surrendered to the raven´s call
they went together to the grave
where all is one and one is all
all that is old
outworn and waste
must die
and feed the seeds of soul
Transformation
Icy wind blew from the north
snow clothed the branches of
the Tree
buried deep in frozen ground,
the Hag´s mortal remains
embraced the ashes of the Holly
King
wherein a golden acorn glowed
essence of oak, already fully
grown
Drumbeat greeted the new King
healer of the worlds within
he lit a candle for his Bride
and kissed her dewy lips
caressed her flawless milkwhite
skin
that smelled of myrrh and new
beginnings
she breathed her verdant heart
into his light
birdsong wafted on this gentle
breeze
snowdrops were blooming in the
chalice of her eyes
