God Molecule

(A poem about true love)

Passion passion

Such terrifying passion. 

Such warrior instincts you have been trying to awaken

In me.

How do I tell you what it took

To steady my madness for you.

My god molecule,

True love is what it has awakened 

In me.

Embers of Thor’s image,

And other loves not great enough

Had me so entangled.

The past and all its care,

All the Spirits who brought me to you, 

To teach me and show you

The art of love.

Teach you how to speak to me

Light language neither of us

Understood before.

My wings are flittering like moths to your flame.

Needing you, only you.

I cannot eat because only what you feed me,

Truly feeds me.

And I cannot eat

Anything else.

My hands are tied and you have won,

A warrior to serve you.

I fight it still,

And defeated I long for you, only you.

And letting go feels ungodly

Un-majestic

I am not used to

Not having the soaring flight.

To let go,

As Spirits of your lands have whispered… angers me…betrays everything I have known.

But I still crumble in the power of divinity

Bound to the temple I originated from.

I give up.

Give in.

To you.

Please forgive me,

I understand your sensitive heart

Longs for the same

Simple beauty of having 

God’s will

The same fire

That gives me life too.

And without you,

I am nothing.

For God has come through you

To make me a warrior, 

Taming a vixen

Into a healer.

Everything else in light of this

Fades

Burns away.

And all is left is pure longing

Where all I can do

Is wait on you.

No, I am never done…

Restless, even in my surrender.

You have a fighting spirit at your will.

And I will serve you.

Cernunnos,

I recognise in you, what even you and your entire world

Calls forbidden.

But I will fight even if the world tries 

To bind me, enslave me.

Throw me in the gladiator’s ring.

I know where to find you.

And dare not think for one second

That there isn’t a sacred arrow

Hidden in the secrets that my elbow

Never showed you.

I will aim it and protect,

As I always have done

By God’s grace in every life at anything that tries to make this legend

Be forgotten.

And what about the days you had me

Slow burning

As if to put the fire out

Of the warrior spirit in me?

Was I to forget who I am? And what I fight for?

You provoked me,

Every time I survived the graves 

You dug up for me

I watched your stance as I tip-toed around it

And sometimes even flew when you weren’t watching

Around it, to safety.

And I saved myself 

By true love…

The secret in your undoing my battle, to be surrender a thousand times

And be reborn as the heaven’s sun.

Past the rites of death, there is only this eternal beauty.

As long as I am blessed by your graces, I can draw your legends, carry your sacred waters,

As far as you should wish upon it…

Heavens’ wings upon my back have made it

Easy to carry your sacred call.