The Faux Pas Press #142
To The High Priestess
By Chambo Fresh
The coming together of opposing forces
it is where the egos divulge
a conscious Heavenly Mother form
a putting off of old
And from this cliff from whence I fall
the open sensory glass
It is to you I answer most
my present, future, past
A kingdom of the star and moon
I give away to thee
and rushing push my chips all in
there is none to ransom me
How surely I have know the fall
and eaten from your fruit
but without this knowledge walk this road
I'm blind I'm deaf, I'm mute
The High Priestess voice is all I hear
and visions from of the day
When Lola makes her way to me
my ears clearly hear her say -
"Your worthy, Father, and worthy son
no problems here to find.
We are sitting round the fire again
sound spirit, heart, and mind.
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