Aphrodite resides in my heart.
She has been there since I wished
with no hope of solution
for loneliness to be gone.

She did that.
She Did That.

My love is an ocean yet I
I keep it in the pearlescence
of a shell I found on the shore.
Does my goddess purse her lovely lips
when she feels my fear?

Fear
of vulnerability, goddess,
of your power over me.

What is worship without fear?
Awful, terrific, exposed
to the mercy of your torment.

Perhaps soon I shall meet another
who knows the ache of her in the chest
when we look into each other’s eyes.
I pray for someone who has an ocean
like mine, boundless and full of life.

Ah, then we could mingle our waters
until two oceans become one
and proud Aphrodite can swim there
guiding the currents to where they need to be.

wake, my love
fear not for it is I
to be with mine entwined passion
on earth in heaven
let us pose
in this brief instant
on the pedestal
of Eden's gate and peer
into creation
forever and ever
the pearlescence
the shimmering future
a hand held a gaze
a passion unlike any
ever made
for such a day
I fight the clouds  the skies black
away
I mount the steed white chase all evil
from our bounty
our pure love
like crystals flowing from the tallest mount
our destiny our creed
I cry
out loud!

If you perchance to look into the Abyss
                         Just remember—the Abyss also looks into you . . . ”
                                             – Friedrich Nietzche

I dared presume to reach the depths
Of Purest Pure Thought
To touch God . . .

Down through layers of consciousness deeply I dove—
And deeper still

Until I reached the critical junction of Fathomless Deep Awareness
Where the strobing slashes of light and dark
Became One Hellish Grey Maelstrom
Of Maddeningly Sheer Chaos

The Pearlescence of my identity all but squashed . . .

I beheld the cosmic linchpin of Balanced Pandemonium
Beautifully Resplendent and Repellently Frightful—

Wellspring of The All

It became as mental blows
Pounding lustrous images of Divine Oneness
Into my being . . .
I was connected into the foundation of All
And it terrified me beyond repulsion—
I could bare the Allness Beauty
Of Swirling Hideous Nothing/Something
But an instant only

Aft I desperately swam
Rearward through tiers of awareness
Voraciously upward back into reality
Shaking in raw Astonishment—
Tear-eyed disbelief

And pure Horror . . .

Six months in darkness,
six months in light
Tilted earth axis,
top and, bottom
six months of day,
followed by six,
months of night,
photography captures,
clothing colours,
dim or bright,
but black and, white,
souls are seen,
in full light,
made up of pearlescence,
and, beautiful,
wood lamps light,
darkness can prevail,
and, still shine with,
with long days,
of black, and white

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney