Essence

 
 
 
Essence, scent memory.
Cinnamon, pine, family.
Wafting incense.
Fragrant air
redolent of antiquity’s.
 
Trail along magick mountain meadow.
Hard, sharp terrain, crevices, mysteries.
Exquisitely strong, enduring.  Scarred,
calloused by winds, storms, centuries.
Fingertips, skin, caress manifest existence.
 
Rippling bells, liquid voices pour
replenishing wine of merriment. Listen.
Reverberate back to diluvian tribal pool.
Dancing drum beats, symphonic rushing rivers.
Rise and quaff the choir’s caroling.
 
In ritual, visualize distant dawn.
Hearths of unseen worlds fade before Sol’s majesty.
Incandescent homunculus eyes lifting to flame,
krinkling sparks, jovian glow.
Powerful torches burn through dark imagery.
 
Revel in flavor, delicious piquancy.
Peppery heat, sour sorrows, exotic ebullient stew.
Wisps of buttery dreams, savory bliss,
divine delicacies,
bittersweet ecstasy.
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