I wonder, at times, how I can have such deep sorrow,
when the Queen of Joy is by my side.
She lifts up my chin and cheers me,
in moments when "all's cheerless, dark, and deadly."
King Lear himself could be swayed by Her wisdom and beauty,
and I rise at her command, and remember:
I am not here for my purpose alone,
but for Hers.
I have chosen my destiny,
but my destiny is to follow Her path,
and to further Her wishes.
I am the voice of the Goddess.
Now, if only I could remember that
when I am alone at night
in my hour of distress.
A contest entry
- Wiccan/Pagan by Fay.
400 points, ended September 12, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Great Job
Beautiful written words you have penned here, I just love these lines:
King Lear himself could be swayed by Her wisdom and beauty,
and I rise at her command, and remember:
and
I am the voice of the Goddess.
Now, if only I could remember that
when I am alone at night
in my hour of distress.
I really love your ending it is just wonderful. The flow through out is just fabulous. I really love it. Wonderful penned keep them coming!! -
they only thing i see blindingly wrong is the is in the first line need to be caped. this is really good. thank you for entering.
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About the I's.
I had actually noticed that beforehand; a great deal of my poetry has lowercase I's. Commune with the Divine increased my sense of esteem as the poem went on, so it changed to capital I's as the poem went on. Anyway, I changed the I's as you noticed and hope I win your contest, or at least place in it!
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