I am in the process of writing a book of devotional poetry/prayers that will be largely Deanic focussed, but will include a few poems I wrote before finding Deanism that are more Neopagan themed. 238 more words
My god winks when the light catches Him, like silver, like steel. The white of His smile my only guide as I chase Him through the shadows, blind, reaching out to catch Him in the blackness. 195 more words
Bless me, My Lady Saraswati, to never be satisfied unless I have the crystal light of the moon on your brow to be my guide as the silver starry spark within the lamp that lights my way on this darkened path to liberation from the burning house called Samsara.