White the Lowest Sky

"White the Lowest Sky" Cries the Lowest Sky tear drops fed as manna o’er the littlest warrior face raised to ultra Light The 3 that sit in Ultra Gamma there cries the lowest Sky the voice that ever hears you Cries the Lowest Sky eyes, full wet plates of overflowing Jade raised to Mother Moon stands firm the Daughter of Hecate Replete Love Repeats the mistakes of Love Repeat Love Repletes the battle wounds of Love Cries the Lowest Sky Reluctantly she follows Frowns like her beloved Familiar arms crossed from time of birth Feet small fall warm into the Other’s footsteps this one is pure and blessed, this one is pure and Earthed now melting fading fast the lost imprint The tongue that spits the flame without the curse of forethought will wake to live another day Melts Dark Night Black ‘morrow pools for drowning Blarney silenced Golden Chord and drumbeat broken Unravelled No voice like string plucked softly from a Harp Cries the Lowest Sky Tears dew drops glisten but frozen in twin sight four cold Familiar Mirrors empty reflections of fresh pine leaves now unreachable now never fallen Swollen is the voice in throat of the Young Hecate holding tightly closed her young heart with foolish pride She closes the True Mother Gate Gauntlet thrown the other side - In Her hand Hecate holds a bleeding sacrifice Her Eurydice Heart The Broken, offers HER child, Her only fair true token beating life out on cold plate ruined runes torn apart by The Covetous, with sharp teeth, Soulless sharks, the bitter wolves that steal dreams The ones that never sleep From Quiver to Kill the mother contest Pulls bow shoots straight no hesitation does Our brave warrior mother Hecate One swift clean shot to mark the Lyrebird black heart black beak false imitation cry cries out to not her child with the Killing Hecate arrow through her two-faced eye the death is stormy for Lying Lyrebird not passive fawning sympathetic mild Cries the Lyrebird in the Lowest Sky Cries the Lowest Sky tear drops on Lyre’s tongue poison is her manna blood drops black her Sun The song sung Supersedure follows Hecate’s Pearls dropped from wisdom pockets One by one. Won by one. White the Lowest Sky A clean page to blaze her own bold story Our Young Hecate Her broken heart now Spring borne opens lock with The Key She walks through her own true gate in her hands her True Mother's heart firm and safe beating time lux aeterna eternally eternal, still holds the Young Hecate - The Protection Key, superlunary The Inheritance: White Feather Gold Sun Freedom Her own Blue Sky (LadyLabyrinth/2019) for my daughter Georgia. Love, Your Familiar Enya - Aniron https://youtu.be/iMyo8I8AKmY HEKATE (Hecate) was the goddess of magic, witchcraft, the night, moon, ghosts and necromancy. She was the only child of the Titanes Perses and Asteria from whom she received her power over heaven, earth, and sea. Hekate was often depicted in triple form as a goddess of crossroads. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hecate EURYDICE https://www.greekmythology.com/Myths/Mortals/Eurydice/eurydice.html Lyrebird. A lyrebird is either of two species of ground-dwelling Australian birds that compose the genus Menura, and the family Menuridae. They are most notable for their superb ability to mimic natural and artificial sounds from their environment. They especially excel at imitating the calls of other birds. Sacrifice. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sacrifice Final Edit. Thursday 7/11/19, 7:15pm. Sydney, Australia.