Venus Rising

Art by J.Planet Sr. Coelo refers to the Portugese writer Paulo Coelo. I highly recommend his work if you have yet to experience his vision.

Venus Rising

I slipped into a dark night of the soul

On my 52nd birthday, eight months ago

Hecate embraces my being

A little tighter every day

I pray for the energy to express

The wisdom of my age

And my myriad of experiences

Sr. Coelho claims that the tradition of the sun 

Cannot be learned without this dark night 

Faith begins in this dark night

We all go forth into the future

From a perspective of ignorance

Faith in a joyous future

Means setting aside my fears

The tradition of the sun 

Cannot be followed with ease

Even Coelho admits that

I must be both teacher and student

Sacred Union of Wisdom

Lessons learned long ago 

Gurus are for groupies

I searched for the whisper

Amidst the wailing multitudes 

Finally had to stop listening without

So I could focus within

Mea culpa

Mea culpa 

Mea maxima culpa

Silence is addictive

I create my own demons

Reflections of anger unforgiven

Self destruction their natural result

Winds of winter which haunt my soul

Must weed through their screams to find the whisper

Opening my heart, a good first step

Miracles take time

Not to mention effort

Transforming knowledge into wisdom requires patience

Only the Divine resurrect in three days

I stand before you naked

One among many, equal in the eyes of God

Collector of souls in the Being of Love

Begotten, then passed from arms to arms 

Within the womb of the Goddess

Gestation period of indeterminate length

This sensation we call “life”

Blinded by the lights I choose to follow

Deaf from explosions rocking my soul

Each passing moment merely “now” reborn

Darkness surrounds me

Learning from my mistakes

Seeds of wisdom

Inhale Memes of Creation

Exhale deities of destruction

Inhale the Unity of Being

Exhale the hierarchy of discontent

I Am As I Am

But tomorrow I Will Be