Temple Dance

With Cher-Lynn’s help
I arrive early at the Temple,
not wishing to interfere
with the arrival of the many maidens,
clothed as pirates, crones and all…

but a quest is a quest –

the entrance is guarded by
hooded figures with lances
dressed in such colorful garb
they might be lost parrots –

but you are not interested in mundane stuff,
but of the Fertility Dances, no?

So I will tell you what came to pass,
in a double Fitz as is my call to dance …

Fertility Rite

She wore cloak only of ancient voice,
with silver veil of compassioned love
and shimmering crown of wisdom.
Hear the Light call!
Feel the essence sing!
Though soul is guarded by Questing Prayer,
my spirit draws down, ever down
to bind the heart and serpent base.
Rise up, extend, grow ever tall;
be forever now.

Spiceful incense swirling –
flirts with flute and drums un-nerving,
while candles cause the pillars to dance
in foretold march of ageless right.
Were I but young and of lesser will,
I would hear the Siren-Song
and join with thee,
as proof of man and eternity;
save faucon belongs
by pledge and bond
to Gwendydd Emrys.