Hecate

In the great vineyard of the stars
Every night, I see her.
Drinking the juices
Of our dreams
Our curses and,
Most shameful sins .
Amongst angels and ghosts,
She is, the purple haze 
That covers all, 
The shadow that every man casts,
The secret that every man holds.  
She has always been there;
In the stories
Of other gods and goddesses ,
Working her magic,
Marrying darkness to light.
But Alas! Now the gods are dead!
Dead?
Forgotten rather or misplaced.
But she,
Who dwells at the crossroads 
Of Heaven and Hell,
With her misty violate eyes,
She looks down on me 
And smiles!
“Your mortal frame and form are slowly dying!
 But I…” she laughs
“I am stronger than you!
“I am stronger ,even, than
 the passing of time!”

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Beata Agustin

July 13, 2024 at 12:08 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.