Wild Heka

In Her madness there was magic
Ecstatic Heka forged Her being 
A tempest woven from the universe 
Became Her stained shroud 
A holy testament of ascension
Loamy chaos engulfed my own descent
My heka thrusting fierce spears
Against the deathless Eye
Delivering blindness and truth 
Now taking up Her garments
My own wildness is quickened
~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg


My Beast

Like storms on the ocean
My soul is tossed and tormented
Yet life circles restlessly below the tempest
Leviathans that rarely seek the sun
Erupt into my oxygen infested skies
A reminder of the beast that drives us
~~Feral Goddess,  A. Green