His deformed face comes into view
escorting me along the prison cell floors
His body labours struggling to move
but we eventually come to a cold, lonely cell
He opens the door and there lying spread
Is a brutishly handsome and muscley guy
Hands cuffed in irons along with his feet
and a black ribbon bellows, tied to the wall
I find myself close with my foot almost touching
but recoil back as he glances at me
A smile creeps over his face as he speaks
"This will be harder than what we had thought"
He's a Chained Angel, in bondage from God
awaiting a vessel to give up his life
where all it would take to set the man free
is a touch of release and great sympathy
But at that right moment 'She' pulls us right back
and shows me the dangers of an innocent heart
Of one which exists without God, without Grace
an aimless type vehicle, wandering into the dark
And just in time has this lesson been learnt
as the shadows increased and crept t'wards my own bed
Some seeking help, some seeking love
and blindly and openly were all their calls felt
But now as I tire and just before sleep
"In God's name" do I hear, coming from my own mouth
I thank him for darkness and thank him for light
and give thanks for the World and the Universe too
But most of all, as goblins appear
as men come and stab me and as women cheer
I ask for protection and to banish the dark
to reinstate love from his own divine spark
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Showing posts with label Heart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heart. Show all posts
Friday, 30 March 2012
50. Angels in Chains
Labels:
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Purity,
Women
Sunday, 13 November 2011
28. The dog's heart
I lie beneath the poutokomanawa closing my eyes
I can still make out Tama ki Hikurangi
and I can still see the image of Te Kooti
hanging in his small frame above it
Small golden stars appear above me
They move into formation as a triangle
Puangahori (Procyon) and Pūtara (Betelgeuse)
Meeting below, meeting Takurua (Sirius)
The head of a black dog comes forward
and later I am reminded of Canis Major
Paying particular attention to Messier 41
The heart of the kuri - an 8 sided star
With it's mouth (Sirius) in front
With it's heart (M41) behind it
Is this the doorway to the heart
a doorway to eight sources of mauri,
all within a beloved dog's heart?
Te Mōkai o Te Kooti
I can still make out Tama ki Hikurangi
and I can still see the image of Te Kooti
hanging in his small frame above it
Small golden stars appear above me
They move into formation as a triangle
Puangahori (Procyon) and Pūtara (Betelgeuse)
Meeting below, meeting Takurua (Sirius)
The head of a black dog comes forward
and later I am reminded of Canis Major
Paying particular attention to Messier 41
The heart of the kuri - an 8 sided star
With it's mouth (Sirius) in front
With it's heart (M41) behind it
Is this the doorway to the heart
a doorway to eight sources of mauri,
all within a beloved dog's heart?
Te Mōkai o Te Kooti
Labels:
Betlegeuse,
Canis Major,
Dog,
Dog Star,
Heart,
Kuri,
M41,
Mauri,
Messier 41,
Procyon,
Prophesy,
Puangahori,
Putara,
Sirius,
Takurua,
Tamaki Hikurangi,
Te Kooti Arikirangi Te Turuki,
Tuhoe
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