Awakened by the light of the Sun,
the poet hears a heavenly trumpet
calling the Self to spiritual rebirth.
Summoned by Archangel Gabriel
she takes off her persona to reveal
her true being. Shameless at what
is not there she exonerates herself,
wipes the slate clean, begins again.
After wandering through moonlight,
the poet is born-again under the sun.
Finally the path ahead becomes clear,
garlanded with beautiful sunflowers.
By shining love and light onto words,
joy and happiness become her future
as she finds the courage to be herself.
Success and fluency her just rewards.
The poet journeys through the night
pushing beyond the mysterious veil,
into the dreamlands she knows well.
Ones of vision, genius and madness,
where dog and wolf, tame and wild
come together under a glaring moon.
Where we yield to the Great Mother,
endure her fury as our faith is tested.
As the smoke clears, clouds separate,
we behold Venus with evening stars,
Divine child of Mother Earth herself.
A true beacon of hope and creativity,
she kneels barefoot before the waters,
listening in, offering her loving heart,
while the Soul dances in exhilaration,
here on the incandescent sacred path.