I am guided by the trees
and by the wind
No other Authors over me
Whispering consorts or thieves or fairies
not even these
Neither men nor deities
True hearts rain, reign, rein
down on me
reine queen goddess mother
soul toiling soil
heaven’s heathen
sowing, woeing, waking
Is me
should I spend my days a’ lounging
enveloped in drugs and daffodils
dreaming the quick descent of shills
A New Ager said: Follow your bliss!
A Priest said: Under our Lord in heaven abide
A Marxist said: Come join the Universal Community!
A Satanist said: Kill yourself!
A Pagan said: Oh so wild is your way!
A Martyr said: Find your life in sacrifice!
A Scientist said: Figures and facts now rule you!
Seven wise men who suck.
A chill, alone, ignites me
Hallowed is my name
My kingdom, done
My will is won
On hearth as once in heaven
Weaving words as quilts to warm
Or swords to slap some sense
forewarned
You own you!
There is no other ‘woke’
for you to which to wake
Not he, not she, not they
Not me!
It’s so easy, really
The Cat in the Hat
just 1-2-3
you crawl, you walk, you fly
Just don’t follow me!
Follow your own personal
Sovereignty
And on that journey
I vow, I bow
to bless you
