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From the Formless Void

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Sibyl Raven

From the formless void
Motes, particles, miniscule molecules of matter
Slowly began to stir
Drawn by an invisible procreative,
Primordial force
They gravitated
Clinging together tenaciously
Swelling into a giant cluster
A sensual shape with
Dark raven wings

Inflaming, arousing desire, Raven
Spread her wings
Dancing, gyrating provocatively
Upon Wind’s fingertips
Wind and raven’s coming together
Borne of frenzied passion
Was a union, an act of love?
From which was birthed
An exquisite silver, moon egg
Swollen with life.

Curled within the silver womb
Amid deep silence
Lay the Goddess of Love,
Goddess of erotic love, fertility
Wrapped in the very wings
Upon which would ride, ravenous
Procreative inspiration
The all powerful
Creative energy
That fuels the universe

Heather Blakey

Written by Heather Blakey

April 4, 2008 at 2:55 am

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  1. Magnificent piece, full of wonder and rich imagery. The image is ever wonderful too.

    imogen88

    April 4, 2008 at 5:20 am

  2. Wow! This is something. Your words and image together speak a powerful message.

    Vi

    woodnymph

    April 4, 2008 at 3:08 pm

  3. powerful piece, fiercely told. Creativity is definitely the territory Raven guards!

    kvwordsmith

    April 4, 2008 at 3:14 pm

  4. very powerful
    very

    Raven

    April 7, 2008 at 2:20 pm


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