Lilac Ladiness

Lilacs are a witness to my womanhood. They bloom even in snow, blossoming regardless of circumstances. Effortlessly they release perfume and nothing confounds them. It is not in their nature to hold back sweetness. When the lilacs bloomed, I discovered the depths of my dexterity as a daughter of Deity. Lilacs are forever my spring time witness to beauty, power, and sensuality. Every future spring, I will smell, caress, and gaze upon the lilacs, in communion with She Who Is, working magic through me. Ageless and timeless is the fierce beauty and love of the Cosmos.

(Reminiscence of Alyssa)

Invocation to the Primal

She Who Is Cosmic Creatrix,
He Who Is Lord of Stars dances with thee.
Blessed be the beauty and abundance of thy bounty,
Blessed be thy daughters and sons of
Life, light, love, and law.

Sacred Ones,
Cloak us about with your mantle of protection;
Safeguard us
Preserve us from danger and guile.
Birth within us
Gracefulness, strength, and beauty.
Feed us right speech,
Show us right action,
Lead us in peace to truth.
May we bring benefit to the world.

Ama . . . Ima . . . Aumein

(Original prayer by Alyssa)

The Natural Law of Cause and Effect

A harp string, once plucked
Sends melodious sound,
Reverberations of the cosmos.

A human vessel, once touched
By the quickenings of life and love,
Will resonate and quiver.

Both respond instinctually, effortlessly.
This is natural law: the cause and effect of harmonic resonance.

(by Alyssa Krissen)

Oh how I wish we could embrace,
Heartbeat to heartbeat,
Arms entwined.

We would press tender lips together...
Breath sweet everythings back and forth...

Panting with love - -
Fawn and faint - -
Quiver and drip - -
Melt and merge - -

If only we could . . . . . .

(Alyssa's rendering of Roman graffiti)

The chorus of Love

Which whispered to the rose

~~~ Enticing it to unfold

Is now resounding in my heart.

Rapturous~is~the~rhythmic~pulse~
of~Love's~sweet~beat ~ ~~ ~~~

(Reworked Rumi? verse)

She is the luminous, bright
Scorpio full moon tonight,
Drawing out sensual
Taurus sun from flowers.

I wander moon clad and drink in the perfumed evening air:
White snow-in-summer
White honeysuckle
White stock
Traces of pink peony and
Yellow russian olive.

The air is rich with the heady scent
Of She Who Is.
(Original by Alyssa)

Flower buds blossom yet,

In a full heart without regret.

On tender life and loving I will bet,

And accept from God/dess what I get.

(Poem by Alyssa)