Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Inner Messages
Missing the sun, for I am the moon... Missing the day, for I am the night... Missing the yang, for I am the yin... Missing my reflection set in perfection by you. I'm given over to a dream, whispered to me by a sage, in a green forest at midnight. There was the light of the moon in his eyes, the...
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An Ode to Myrrh
Oh simple girl, young, Greek Myrrha, thou who would not bow down and worship Aphrodite. The goddess threatened your death, other gods took pity, turned you into a Myrrh tree. Your tear-shaped drops and your gum resin have long held power to heal and sooth the mind and body. What was meant by...
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