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Turning Away

Caught within the crushing grip of grieving,
the preacher told me
“God takes and gives;
it isn’t ours to judge or question.”
Yet when I turned away,
accepting of his creed,
Cernunos took my hand
and tugged me back around
to warming sunrise,
his tails wrapped around my grief,
to whisper echoing,
“Do you wish eternal sadness,
or the spending
of your lifetime
celebrating hers?”

When I found another
decades later,
to hold my heart in pleasure
once again,
The Murdered God proclaimed
“There: I have deigned to show thee mercy”.
But when I turned away so thankfully
Isis’ supple voice
pulled me back into sweet evening,
saying laughingly:-
“My husband’s child Horus felt your pain
and set another in your path;
how you love this one will resonate
across Ptah and Nuit
to reach the heart of whom you lost
and fill her with delight.”

So I am alive,
graying old yet full of living,
the pain of losing one
filled by the other
and the sons she gave me;
the Frowning God Of Disapproval thunders
“You must bow down to me”.
But Odin’s standing by my side,
his ravens perched upon my shoulders
on this mountaintop of life
as I gaze outwards
across my living past
to the World-Tree
and future
reaching up into the stars,

Odin’s smiling, saying:
“All of this is yours
and always will be,
worshipful of me or not,
for you lost one
and took so long
to find another,
yet through that trial
you have never turned away

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Glad you enjoyed this.
Odin is OK, He can be a real bastard though!
heehee.

Thanks.

Respectfully, Jim

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Just stopped by to take a look - and was drawn in by the title. Not sure if this is a denouncement of formal "Christianity": cf, your last verse Odin’s smiling, saying:
“All of this is yours
and always will be,
worshipful of me or not"
cross referenced to Christ's temptation during 40 days in the desert.
Yet, you turned it into favourable circumstances, by stating
worshipful of me or not,
....
"yet through that trial
you have never turned away."
Would that be a form of worship then?
Just had me intrigued. Interesting write nonetheless!
regards
NS

No, it isn't a denouncement of formal christianity, or of any other christianity or religion.
Its about turning away from what works for oneself. It is about temptation, about the urge and itch to choose the easier path, the simpler dogma.
Its about the ability to choose the path placed in front of you, while rejecting that which leads to sadness, pain, fear, and slavery.
Its a poem written by a pagan anarchist, heehee.
Thanks again.

Respectfully, Jim

"Laws and Rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" - Race-9togo

http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/Race_9togo

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