Achillean Tale

Written on 4/27/26, finished at 4:44 pm

I will not be snuffed

I cannot be tamed

I am your abyssal waters

And I, your igniting flame

I am the fire that rages and flickers

I am a great lake overflowing

Into rivers, into streams

Colliding into heat, into ether, into steam..

You are engulfing, incinerating

And that sure, steady glow

You are the faith in my step

My abandon into chaos, into progress, into hope

I am your safest place

The courage beating in your chest

I am your weeping eyes

Your greatest trial, your truest test

I am the hand that rescues

And I, the strength that stands

The anchor to your ship

Sailing off to foreign lands

I am the wound that never healed

The thorn to your rose

I am the reason

For that final path you chose

Enigmatic Weaver

I am the Weaver

Enigmatic, seductive, and fierce

I am the power in silence, not in your compliance

I am the scream, the tempest, and the grace of dust settling into rubble

I am Mother

I am Lover

I am the polar, sacred Other

I am what nurtures the grounds of barren lands after their destruction

You fear what you don't understand

Messages fall flat on deaf ears

The cause is not lost

Only delayed

Meanwhile, in its place

Is a brewing storm

One of riddle and paradox

The storm of creative violence

In order to reap, we must sow

In order to sow, the soil must be turned

To become fertile with ash

The wreckage must be burned

I am Human

I am Goddess

I am the Divine Artist

Bold, yielding, and suggestive

I am the Dreamer

And I am the Awakened

I am the Creator

And all of her Creations