umbra,
moon shadow,
you burn, you numb,
you entice me to
Sacrifice
MY life
upon your altar of
fear and anger,
resentment and impatience,
selfishness and unworthiness.
I feed you in a frenzy,
open mouthed and ravenous
in the dark,
in the
dim
white electric void of the
tomb of food,
casket of chaos and obsession,
compulsion and annihilation.
umbra,
moon shadow,
you vanish into
Spirit’s light
each moment I intone,
Thy will be done, Mama Brigid.
Save me for this moment, Mama Brigid.
Bless me with the light of honesty, Mama Brigid.
Bless me with the light of open mindedness, Mama Brigid.
Bless me with the light of willingness, Mama Brigid.
Thy will be done.
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