Magician's Wife

1

Delivered to the hands

of the Goddess

my body lit

in the red fire of purification,

lit by her, overseen by her,

the veil of mysterious fever

drawing me away from him,

setting us apart.

To take this, sighing solemnly,

as all the other sacred mysteries 

I do not comprehend,

and lean on Her, in complete trust,

she who lives in this body, in its

bones, its blood, its heart

and say, calmly 

like a wise woman,

I truly am alone

but for you.

Elisabeth Sonrel

2

The vast space of the inevitable -

Death

and forgetfulness, 

drowning in one's own sorrow,

mind's illusions veiling one

in deadly mist

separates me and him, even in Life.

Is it, 'I love you'

or, 'I am deathly attached to you'?

I crave you, you are my world,

I cannot exist without you,

not breathe, think or move

without you?

Or is it,

May you go in peace

May the birds of eternity

fly behind you and before you

May the mercy 

and forgiveness of the Gods

free you and protect you

May the angels pray a fervent

prayer for you day and night, 

continuously

May the Light shine on all your days

May strength move your soul

in all your decisions and aspirations

May there be a divine fragrance

to wake you from your dreams,

to guide your efforts 

in solitude and in company,

to allow your heart to feel Love and Happiness 

- Be it that I am there 

or not.