A Creation Myth

Sibyl Raven

From the formless void
Motes, particles, miniscule molecules of matter
Slowly began to stir
Drawn by an invisible procreative,
Primordial force
They gravitated
Clinging together tenaciously
Swelling into a giant cluster
A sensual shape with
Dark raven wings

Inflaming, arousing desire, Raven
Spread her wings
Dancing, gyrating provocatively
Upon Wind’s fingertips
Wind and raven’s coming together
Borne of frenzied passion
Was a union, an act of love?
From which was birthed
An exquisite silver, moon egg
Swollen with life.

Curled within the silver womb
Amid deep silence
Lay the Goddess of Love,
Goddess of erotic love, fertility
Wrapped in the very wings
Upon which would ride, ravenous
Procreative inspiration
The all powerful
Creative energy
That fuels the universe

Heather Blakey

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Comments

  • Anita Marie  On August 1, 2011 at 2:08 am

    What a great piece to come home to! I’ve always been inspired by this story…thank you for having it here!

  • woodnymph  On August 1, 2011 at 2:05 pm

    One word says it all: BRILLIANT!

    Vi

  • almurta  On August 1, 2011 at 10:14 pm

    very powerful imagery here

  • imogen88  On August 10, 2011 at 10:37 am

    Awesome. As always, this picture is still amazing too, just born again, Heather.

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