there is a pink petaled One sitting upon my altar 

her stem is thick as my small finger, her head almost as large as mine 

Flowerhead, Flower of Life

awakening the Codes of Remembrance 

in my cells and bones, in the Earth Elements of my body 

the shapes and Light Languages that flow through me, 

informing, encouraging, birthing my Highest Destiny 

perhaps the glare shining down on me

comes from the shame upon my own face, 

we stay steady with it, sit with it, breathe Breath of Life 

we let it be the Light of God, overflowing chalice of the heart 

Ascending Path of Awakening through the Tree of Life

consciousness is lifted and transmuted 

from the temporal and transient to the supernal and eternal  

the strutting is what turns it from 

too raw, too vulnerable, and at the effect of into Naked Radiance

in the beginning was the Word, and the Word was God 

and the Word became flesh, 

flesh of the man and woman 

this song entorches the Master Switch 

this song awakens the Stem Cell

Enthusiasm of the Grinch transmuting with the Saturn Return 

into Enthusiasm of the Love of the Body and the Love of Humanity 

I could turn you into a toad, but I will not 

because I am a Good Witch, a Priestess of Love 

I will turn you into Nectar and drink you up

we sing

we sing together 

Medicine Songs, Love Songs