True love comes from the coming together of two whole polaric energies to create a third force or consciousness. It is an interchange of energy and passion, not the surrender or domination of either but a voluntary exchange of will-power and respect. To truly love, we must be truly whole. We must accept all of our individual personality as well as accepting this wholeness in another person. The polarity may vary from day to day, moment to moment. but the truly whole person has seen all the fractured elements of their own personality and can deal with them in another. The joy of union is seamless and easy. Love is profoundly its own reward.
Mark Ryan & Chesca Potter, The Greenwood Tarot
The lake was still as they walked to it's edge
A second moon reflected upon it's surface
And the wind blew a gentle breeze
As they stood at the lake's shores
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The Dryad was silent in prayer
And his Dragon friends circled above
The Bardess sang an invocation
And her coven echoed it back to her
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The lake began to ripple
The second moon split into three
And they took the faces of the Triple Goddess
The wind became stronger and the air swirled with power
As they stood, so budded their flower
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The Dryad called to his friend the Celt
Who brought to him a staff
The Bardess was given a bundle by her coven
Which she unwrapped and began to play, her harp
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The Dryad spoke in the tongue of Dragons
As he called them each by name
He thrust the staff into the ground
And a bolt of power surged through it
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The Bardess swung a fable of old
As she called her coven to the circle
She played as they all sang
And the Earth was healed
Clearance Given
Across the lake the Bardess sings
The Greenwood brings the Dryad to her
He comes for healing and her love
A blackened crow falls for a dove
An inner peace given from above
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Bardess lays the Dryad down
Takes up the wand and stone
Charges them with the moonlight
Lights a candle against the night
Dryad and Bardess become one
Chakas/Auras join, blue and green
Smoky emerald, a lake touched by the sunrise
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Awakening as if from a dream
Tears of joy, the Dryad lets out a Dragonic scream
Bardess, weak with spent power
He gives part of himself to his flower
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True magick, they have shared
They find a celebration prepared
The Celt and his Priestess appear
And the Dryad's brothers and sisters all come
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Shadow, Fox and Wolf howl up at the moon
Simba cleans himself by the fire
Swan and Frog rest in the lake
Hawk, Owl and Raven perch amongst the Greenwood
Stag stands with the moon between his antlers
Mor and the Dragons watch interestingly
As the Dryad and Bardess kiss
Praise be to all who destroy hate with love
As they light candles of hope against the darkness
Awakened
This night I cried myself to sleep
Needing to see your smile so much it made me weep
Having no other desires than to be with you
But why this thirst for your company?
Perhaps because I feel something special for you
These feelings are new to me
Having never felt this way about anyone before
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Scares me to think of losing you
Would I in turn lose my mind?
Having lost something that rests within my heart
Would I lose myself?
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I am drunk with your presence
Yet strangely sober with you away
How I wish to drink from the rose mead again
To feel you next to me, once more
To hold your hand in mine
To kiss your perfect smile
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I had forgotten all these simple pleasures
Forgotten what had never existed before
I had left these feelings behind
Thinking I would never experience them
Until I met you
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Now these feelings come back into the light
Having been summoned up by you
Having been awakened from their sleep
Awakened by a Goddess
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I am without myself without you
I am dead to the world without you
Bring me back to life forever
Be mine always
Evermore
War of hearts, over
You have won my heart
Place it inside your cabinet
Display it so that all will know I'm yours
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I care not for life
I care not for myself
I care only for you
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Visions show me of what we could do, together
Visions show me of what could be
How I wish for these visions to become reality
How I wish for you to be my burning rose
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Never wilting, the fire gives only immortality
Your petals capturing the morning's dew
As your fragrance fills my breathe
I give you the key to my heart, my treasure chest
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I would have you crowned Queen
Of my world, my meadow
I would have you worshipped as a Goddess
Of my soul, my altar
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Take a bite out of my apple
So that I may poison you with my love
So that I may have you evermore
What is Love?
Love is wanting to be with you so bad, I'd die
Sacrificing myself, just to hold your hand again
Hold my heart in your hands, I beg you
Be my goddess whom I'd serve with my life
Erecting temples to worship you in
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My shrine, is my heart
Already your statuette is upon it's altar
I see you everyday, in my mind
I play out what to say to you, before I speak
Wanting to impress you, wanting you
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The feelings inside
So hard to describe
So pure, so true
I don't want the world
Or the moon, I just want you
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Now I sit here in my room
Seeing you, beside me
I stare off into the distance
Hoping that maybe I'll be able to think of something else
But I can't, so my mind returns to you
And I am content
©Brian Jasper 98