An Icon of a Goddess
Stones of the deepest earth beset
                                          her eyes,
all the gold and fire of a hallowed earth
                                           now within,
Fiery, shy, a gaze like cold iron

A mind of Great Desire,
        timid inflection,
a clouded spirit, awaiting lightning to purge
                              a thunder
She is my alter, my temple, my heart.

With music she strikes my chest
the only reason I walk or care

I am lifeless, undying
She is my Mantra, my word, my reason