Forearmed

You want the goddessand her temple doors opento let you inside Be forewarned, seeker,the goddess always demandsbloody sacrifice ©

Tanka #6

she can love a saint she can love a murderer she can love a ghost in love she's otherworldly a woman in love is God ©

Boatman

Through each trial of life,Hope, I have believed in youYet now, I've lost my oars…So when the time comesand the waters inundate me,Hope, be the boatman, get me throughHope, be the boatman, get me through

Tanka #5

she flows through the pain takes each boulder in her stride rain nor hail nor sleetcan change the dark river's courseher power's beyond them all ©

Prophecy

Thus spake the Lord,all the Garden shall rejoicein thine happinessbut e'en flowers turn their eyes when they see thee suffering ©