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~ Poetry by me ~
Poems of Devotion
As deer stand in the torch-light´s glare,
As fools into a gold-hoard stare,
So lovers, blinded, all will dare
And for the danger do not care.
Like moth to light I come to you
Desiring what I´ll surely rue
Brief rapture, then I pay my due
Within the flame I should eschew.
Fettered my hands now,
Fettered my heart -
I give myself
All that I am
My breath and my blood
Teach me - dare me
Touch me - tear me.
Not golden was the ring you gave,
A woven circle was my bond;
No keys you gave me, yet with iron
Unlocked the inmost of my heart.
No carpenter did craft the bed
Of living wood on which I wait
Suspensed in agony of bliss
My soul freed by your searing kiss.
Be my first thought at waking,
Be my last thought at night;
When I drift into darkness,
Let your name be my guide.
scales are tipping -
other now fills
pain I pay
the score evens.
Rugged gray rock in the rage of the
Firm rest in thundering tides:
Time and again you have saved me from drowning--
And now I shall break on your crags.
Will I finally find
you at the end of
Will you beckon me follow as I see your face?
I shall not ask whither, I shall not
But follow beside you to
Hel or the sky.
Left to Say
What shall I say to you? You are my Lord;
Giver of verses, wisdom's hoard.
The path ahead and darkness blend
And I shall follow to the end.
On my Birthday
Happy I am, on this day of my birth.
Long may I serve you, in sorrow and mirth.
May the pen write your praise, and the words prove of worth
Till my soul goes to you, and my body to Earth.
Open the Gates
Open the gates of my soul
that I might sing
Open the gates of my mind
that I might learn
Open the gates of my heart
that I might love.
Lord, I am yours to use as you choose,
Be it pencil and paper, or spear and the noose.
This day and all days I am born once anew--
May all my steps lead me onward to you.
"Do you trust me?"- "I trust you like
Dying for you, Hár,
Holds no fear; what scares me is
Living without you.
My blood, my blót
rushes to meet you.
I hold nothing back.
© 2005-2014 Michaela
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