Friday 18 December 2015



HYPNAGOGIA

Upon a streak of blazing blackness,
I journeyed toward a new
awakening where Darkness awaited, 
tempests in his flinty eyes, 
his raven haired consort by his side,
their disquieting beauty 
fiercely flaring upon the fringes of 
dazzling, drunken deeps 
that had quaffed liquid gold.

The light of Beauty's abode flooded its 
shorelines, an amalgam of 
thunderbolts and moonlit swansdown,
nor vaunting, nor proclaiming
its noble provenance, outvying celestial
jewels with its magnificence, 
humble before the core of that which
had burned to give it birth.

By this sublime illumination, the goddess
enfolded the dark-winged Oneiroi,
these emissaries of Elysium,
fleeting visions of man's slumbers,
sibylline and mystical, affrighting and
deceitful, blissful and importless,
yet threads that bind him to his mortal
fate in the realm of Death's brother.

She, Nature's second soul, 
sought to tinge her favoured children's
dreams with Her glory,
lest they not awake to Creation's own.

© 2015 Lily's Verse
Lilium Candidum

Image: DREAM IDYLL
Artist: Edward Robert Hughes

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