LOST
I am the Power, I will hold on,
I will harness you and own you;
You, Shadow, do not control me!
I am the Power, I will hold on,
I will harness you and own you;
You, Shadow, do not control me!
Lost in chaos
Swamped by images,
I focus the burning core of my Will;
I build revelry of flutes, pipes, tambourines
Add the hurdy gurdy of lively march tunes;
Music swells, drawing nearer and nearer,
An entire army of musicians dance
Through the streets and alleys of tortured mind;
Music and Demon;
Black and Red sparkling whirlwinds,
Towering columns of Rage rising to consume;
I am the Power, you may not lose me,
I will harness you and own you;
You, Shadow, do not control me!
I peer to find the Demon’s heart;
Nothing, nothing but a vacuum,
Vortex of empty space, life without meaning;
I see you, I Name you Demon, you are not Real!
Now the Play;
Shadowy forms leaping upon a Stage,
Second pipes adding their eldritch voices to the Dance;
Writhing now in Fury, frustration,
Then burgeoning horrified Fear, Demon watches;
Power draws up from the Earth
Down from the Planets and the Moon,
Streaming from all that is Holy;
Life;
Cascading streams of light,
Warm rippling colors of Earth, Sky and Sun,
Golden eyes, as her Cry tumbles
In a torrent from her throat,
Life, Life!
Black columns twisting and writhing, howls
That blast to the Stars;
Unbearable agony, defeat, misery,
Last shrieking, dying spears of futile hatred;
Acceptance, love, creation,
Power is returned to my World.
Pauline Wolf is an educator and practitioner of holistic health in Campbell River, B.C.