Pagan Faith
Many gods and goddesses may exist,
however, each one only portrays
the many personalities of one wholly
being when combined.
Our Mother cherishes us all but still
our inane habits inhibit the possibility
of a peaceful planet.
We take everything for granted not thinking
of the consequences of our many selfish actions.
Our Mother exists in everything we see and do,
still life displays a certain essence to cause
destruction, extinction or simply evolution.
Each of us behold the ability to change but our
stubbornness creates a false image of security,
wrapping us all in a thick layer of cotton-wool.
Pagan faith is a way of becoming one with
nature enabling us to see how precious life is.
Sadly, our subconscious makes us blind to the
fragmented forms of how life behaves; life can
suddenly become dark and flooded with fear
and melancholy making us see life in a
different light making many bitter and scarred.
Nature is the centre of pagan faith thus it is
seen as precious and is thus treasured and
deeply appreciated by all followers.
Many of us learn life’s most important
lesson at a turning point in our lives:
life can be altered in a blink of an eye,
like day surrendering to the night
setting free the all seeing eye, it
provides the only light through the darkness.
As inevitable as it may be, darkness
has to submit to light releasing the
slumbering spirits of life.
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