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Sistrum
Dauting dervish emanates
scarabeic offerings
grained
soil
digging
beneath
hymns humming
Sacropahagi lips
speak again
feminine voids from where
our ensnared silence begins
to chant dancing depth
Osirus casts his remains
shadow playing
trick
and from this space
I become sunrisen
guiding beguilded
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scarabeic offerings
grained
soil
digging
beneath
hymns humming
Sacropahagi lips
speak again
feminine voids from where
our ensnared silence begins
to chant dancing depth
Osirus casts his remains
shadow playing
trick
and from this space
I become sunrisen
guiding beguilded
Ⓒ copyrights owned by Rianne
Published 19th Mar 2023
| Edited 22nd Mar 2023
Author's Note
This is my pre spring equinox blessing for all of you
The sistrum is an old ancient Egyptian instrument, practicing how it makes many various sounds from rattle like to fairy bells
The sistrum is an old ancient Egyptian instrument, practicing how it makes many various sounds from rattle like to fairy bells
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19th Mar 2023 11:44am
A link to our paleolithic ancestors?
We continue the tradition of evoking magic
through art. The stone-age folk no doubt
chanted some spell to aid the hunt & recorded
their endeavours in their cave art. Poetry is a
chant to invoke magic with which to elevate
ourselves higher than the human condition
allows for. As do musical instruments.
Thank you for your spring equinox blessings.
Very thoughtful of you.
We continue the tradition of evoking magic
through art. The stone-age folk no doubt
chanted some spell to aid the hunt & recorded
their endeavours in their cave art. Poetry is a
chant to invoke magic with which to elevate
ourselves higher than the human condition
allows for. As do musical instruments.
Thank you for your spring equinox blessings.
Very thoughtful of you.
19th Mar 2023 12:01pm
19th Mar 2023 1:41pm
The natural cycles echo in the mythos of our ancestry, gazing back across the tatters of our recollections. I think about how everything is occuring simultaneously, without any separation, the joys and sorrows always entwined and I try to follow the rhythm of breath to enter that calm flow.
I feel like your seasonal blessing here is like that, following the rhythmic flow of natural cycles.
I feel like your seasonal blessing here is like that, following the rhythmic flow of natural cycles.
