Tonight, life-enlightened, the asking is hers..
..grimoire unneeded for the pleading,
she knows this one by heart;
words etched on Soul, lifetimes ago,
when skie still boasted ten-thousand stars..
On knees to the Night, spirit open to All,
toes just inside her circle of salts;
spilling faith into a hungry mirror,
adding essence, earth, hardwish and tear..
now five points, her star, highlighted,
by flamed-kissed dreams n’er ignited..
‘Neath shadowed clouds of sacrifice;
her dark head bowed, with forest eyes,
in Asking.. How to change the shape of pain?
For all it is and all it takes,
if a body be forfeit, so too should the ache..
Warm oblivion welcomed; misery shamed-
sparking a center candle,
she lies back in the darkness.. and waits.