The Forest Whispers My Name

Black candles dance to an overture

But I am drawn past their flickering lure

To the breathing forest that surrounds the room

Where the vigilant trees push out of the womb

I sip the blood red wine

My thoughts weigh heavy

With the burdens of time

From knowledge drunk from

The fountain of life

Of chaos born out of love and the scythe

The forest beckons with her nocturnal call

To pull me close amidst the baying of wolves

While the bindings of Christ

Are downtrodden with scorn

In the dank, oderiferous earth

We embrace like two lovers at death

A monument to the trapping of breath

As constriction is bled

From the veins in my neck

To drop roses on my marbled breast

We lust for the wind

And the flurry of leaves

And the perfume of flesh

On the murderous breeze

To learn from the dark

And the voices between

This is my will

The forest whispers my name

Again and again

The forest whispers my name

When the Moon is full

We shall assemble to adore

The potent spirit of your Queen

My mother great Diana

She who fain would learn all sorcery

Yet has not won its deepest secrets

Then my mother will

Teach her, in truth

All things as yet unknown

I walk the path

To the land of the dark immortals

Where the hungry ones

Will carry my soul

As the wild hunt

Careers through the boughs

Come to me my pale enchantress

In the Moon of the woods we kiss

Artemis be near me

In the arms of the ancient oak

Where daylight hangs by

A lunar noose

And the horned, hidden one

Is reinvoked

Dark faerytales in phalustein

Symbols and signs

To know us by

In the breathing forest!

The principal of evil

Evolution has been recalled

Beneath the spread of a magickal aeon

I stand enthralled

In the whispering forest!