Sacred Ceremony
By Linrose
NOTE: This, like Renewal, is a purely metaphysical theme, inspired by ancient Hermetic teachings, Druids, and Loreena McKennitt's haunting music, which also inspired me in the writing of some of my Celtic poems.----------------------------------------------------------------------------There they stood, amidst the Stones;Moonlight upon their brows ~Where crescent jewels brightly shone,Emitting hues that would allowthose silent ones to beam down their Rayson the floating figure, in a trance;Face awash in light, serenely, there she lay ~Her crystalline gown in a dance ~With all four breezes, gathered there,Blowing through her flowing hair.In a circle they stood, in symmetry ~Their shafts of light cast eerie glowsonto this surreal scene, with patterns of geometry,Creating coloured holographic shows.Silence broke as they softly chanted ~In a tongue unlike any ever heard;Her body, vibrating, became slanted,Slowly spinning, she uttered a Wordto the twelve masters, whom she now sawwith awakened eyes and glowing cells;She too now learned of Cosmic Law ~As each imparted a tone with special bells;In a fury of colour and sound,She began to spin faster,A vortex of energy above the ground ~Old self did finally shatter;From this cocoon of Electric Fire ~Emerged a being of transmuted matter;To rise above her sacred pyre ~And know herself as initiated Master. Written April 5th, 1996 © on Oct 04 2001 05:27 PM PST 0 • 10
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"NOTE: This, like Renewal, is a purely metaphysical theme, inspired by ancient Hermetic teachings, Druids, and Loreena McKennitt's haunting music, which also inspired me in the writing of some of my Celtic poems.----------------------------------------------------------------------------There they stood, amidst the Stones;Moonlight upon their brows ~Where crescent jewels brightly shone,Emitting hues that would allowthose silent ones to beam down their Rayson the floating figure, in a trance;Face awash in light, serenely, there she lay ~Her crystalline gown in a dance ~With all four breezes, gathered there,Blowing through her flowing hair.In a circle they stood, in symmetry ~Their shafts of light cast eerie glowsonto this surreal scene, with patterns of geometry,Creating coloured holographic shows.Silence broke as they softly chanted ~In a tongue unlike any ever heard;Her body, vibrating, became slanted,Slowly spinning, she uttered a Wordto the twelve masters, whom she now sawwith awakened eyes and glowing cells;She too now learned of Cosmic Law ~As each imparted a tone with special bells;In a fury of colour and sound,She began to spin faster,A vortex of energy above the ground ~Old self did finally shatter;From this cocoon of Electric Fire ~Emerged a being of transmuted matter;To rise above her sacred pyre ~And know herself as initiated Master...."