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BEYOND the fires of Bel lies deeper ken
than is allowed the fellowship of most,
a JOURNEY past the boundaries of men,
unto the May Queen. we who raise a toast
in praise of Her FAULT not the lesser soul
who bows in cowed obeisance to a ghost
for each to DIFFERENT deity pays toll
each voyager EMBARKS from their own coast
but we who dance before this sacred fire
do so with ancient bliss in Her desire

By moon spirit

© 2012 moon spirit (All rights reserved)

 

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