A HYMN TO MOONGODDESS An earlier draft appeared in ISIS RISING: The Goddess in the New Aeon, April 2000. tonight you have chosen silver shining of the moon you wave gently ebony wand in your hand who could tell are you casting a spell are you breaking one I can't fear you I drop my armor and shield you smile and seem to depart hence this dirge (dark one might surmise I would prefer elegy like) what is a man amongst immortals a terrible curse is laid upon him and he must die I sing tonight the Great Drum is struck and the Great Bell responds we hear the chant yet know no words the teaching is delivered nying je chenmo nying je chenmo nying je chenmo compassion perfect compassion beyond compassion now I have hope tonight the doubts are resolved you have never arrived have never been gone you are now here I behold tonight the beads on your wrist from Africa the drums the dance the flames the masks the shields so full of color as you are full of light woven by the wand in your hand I trust tonight you have chosen silver shining of the moon it fits well with the luster of lakes your pearls for the final time the ebony wand is waved the ancient scroll unfolds I'd like to say your beauty is earthless yet I only tremble I cannot utter a word   The calligraphy reads: Satori (Enlightenment) Nirvana

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