Friday, March 19, 2010

Post #700

Take Heed

I hold worlds within my head
And all the happiness and sorrow of the universe within my heart
I am the purest love
The deepest rage
The keeper of essential knowledge
The scripter of histories
The creator of pleasures
Magick flows from my soul
Through my fingertips
Out to the masses
Weaving its way under your skin
Into your minds
Wrapping steadily around you
Through you until we become one
I am silent
But I am a Goddess as old as the ages
My beauty is unseen yet unsurpassed
I walk among you
Touching you
Shaping you
Changing you ever so slightly with each pass
I am energy from before time began
Elemental power
I am a storyteller
And I am eternal


Anonymous said...


This is the most amazing poem. I love it, and what an incredilbe, universal creed for writers out there!

You are a word goddess.


Regina Carlysle said...

Love this, Barb!

Kathy Kulig said...

Lovely Barbara. :)


April Ash said...

Beautiful poem and you should post it on other loops/groups!

Amber Skyze said...

Beautiful poem.

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