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Green Gnosis



Under the stunted oak I waited for her

the Green Lady

clothed in the black of the mystified, the lost,

but more truly, naked and unshriven, seeking a dying moment.

Under my tongue, the bitter mint

above my head, invisible leaves,

known only for the moonlight they intercept

below my back, the green grass that saw me through my youth.



She came to me in a spirograph body

wings twined with ivy in curliqued ringlets

her fingers the thorns of roses pointed with the blood of the unworthy

the edges of her smile reaching up to the stars, her teeth, barbed spikes



I had not expected fear, but terror came with her

and tho I sought a dying moment, she showed me a dying eternity

and tho I sought to bring wisdom into the real, she tore the real from me

and I was no more, and in unbeing, I lost my fear



She made me into a mist, expanding slowly until I was all

everywhere, blown by the wind of her breath

into eddies and whorls within myself

and it was I that her wings beat, to keep her aloft



She flew in me, acrobatically spinning and turning

casting off parts of myself in colors I have never seen

I flowed across her wings, she breathed me

and I flowed through her grasslike hair



Soon, oh, too soon,

boundries encircled me and I contracted, condensed

and rained myself on the stunted oak, and dripped from it in rivulets

and froze beneath it into this mortal body, clothed in black of the still

mystified, but no longer lost.



— © 2001 Lizard