December 9, 2004

virtues…

(perhaps a repeat from a former life…)

Realism of truth that has been set forth in words that could liken to be the fate of those that have come way before time ever began. Virtuous entity borne of myths and mysts of shadows that prevail and hold the very fiberous morals of all who know.

Bittersweet in taste upon lips that ache to be kissed; yet the Virtue reigns and holds true. Time seems to be frozen in a moment that will last forever only to melt and move forward. Subtle urgings that whisper in their calling to come and behold that which is true and real. Righteousness in being that glows from within extending the warmth to all who would come near.

Lessons of a past that hold promises in the future, gentle born graceful elegance that waft in the Shadows to remain hidden for a time. Brief encounters that reveal mirrored reflections of the pure of heart that will remain forever so to the light. Threads of life that are interwoven with spectrals of illuminous light depicting chances that all at one time or another take.

Spiritual gleaning of angelic forms that shape in their molding only to become lost. Waywardness of the darkness before the light and all it entails shrouding the entity that soon takes surreal form in essence. Statuesque Goddess with eyes that of chipped diamonds seeing nothing yet seeing all before her.

The aching of the heart in wanting to touch, feel and taste… illusion that speaks of what was, what is and what shall be.. shattered pieces broken that lay on the ground in scattered disarray.. puzzled pieces that no longer fit as the elements of the earth stand against time.

A true power in and of herself, the strength she has unfathomable by those who have crossed her path.. Sins of the mind delving deep and taking hold, in a creation of souls that burn in effigy. Her virtuosity speaks volumes what words cannot express; revelations now come to fruition. For in her own words, as was written so long ago, the truth but lies before you….

“I am the Darkness before Dawn, the Light before Death, and the Ache in your Heart. I am what Was, what Is and What Shall Be. I am the Shadow of your Lost Virtue.”

Virtue, moral excellence, goodness, chaste. A Goddess who sees all. Wonder, do we have past lives and if remnants remain from those? It is possible if reincarnation is real. Fascinating range of thoughts here. So nice to see you writing again, sweet Whimsical

Hmm…Don’t know what has happened to FD? It’s not like her to miss a diary entry. Perhaps this one didn’t bold. Take care of you sweet one

Your writing is wonderful beyond my description capacity. I read this several times, relaxing, comprehending more each time. Resonates with some of what I’ve learned/re-learned in the recent past. Thanks much for sharing this : )

Interesting, I’ve recently been reading/thinking/writing about the dark goddess(es) .. like, Kali/Cale/Cailleach or whichever name, and perhaps Maka or Daughter of the Sun are most nearly that in Cherokee?

Then there’s Grandmother Spider who taught how to live with fire. I’ve certainly been through fires of transformation and come to a new, full appreciation of darkness, fire within, feminine powers of creativity and wisdom. I enjoyed reading this piece of yours. Love,

The ache in your heart. Yes, we can’t go through life without experiencing that more than once. Beautiful writing, the magic of Whimiscal. Spring has arrived over here. How welcome that is, winter is a ghost. The walnut tree hasn’t changed into her new frock yet. I wait patiently to see that. Warm hugs, sweet one