MANTLE of DYING

Transfixed by this hallowed pyre
Clinging to the last flicker of creation
The void ushers in the dying
My world is spent and death ebbs in
Soothing me in its darksome cloak
Destruction is found in the turning of worlds
Gently in holy conflagration we flow into the Duat
Pulled by the sacred Barque of Night
~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg

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Burned Into Life 

In fiery chaos I emerge again
Sacred fire searing my heart
The exactness of my becoming
Coalesces these bones
Riveting me in this place
Making firm the foundation
Of the all that is under heaven
Searing this path of truth
~~Thy Daughter, A. Green-Muilenburg