Of Gods Begot

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Catrin Welz-Stein

 

Of Gods Begot

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begot of gods and the occult
embraced by purity of a swan
resplendent sorceress without fault
her spirit gentle as the dawn

descended from the loins of circe
she is a goddess of the wand
mistress of both love and mercy
she’ll take you to xanadu and beyond

fantastic is this spell she’s casting
magic of a splendorous kind
a world of wonder everlasting
in treasure troves of dreams entwined

in fantasy’s elaboration
through stars of splendor you’ll ascend
a journey through pure imagination
your blissful voyage will never end

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rob kistner © 2020

 

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  • 20 thoughts on “Of Gods Begot”

      1. Like an angel of love and mercy she came, finally forcing a crack in his rock hard grief. The dmall crack got her in, and she cared enough yo save his spirit — and in so doing, save his life! Angels are few and far between, and they have been know to change their wings.

    1. You nailed this image for me! I love everything about this write….and most especially the second stanza!
      Yup….looks like you are as smitten with Catrin’s work as I am 🙂

    2. Absolutely loved this, thank you. This work is enchanting, just like your Goddess.
      I, too, felt the passage and eternity of deep time evoked by Catrin’s art works.
      “a journey through pure imagination
      your blissful voyage will never end’
      For me the invocation of your Godess’ lineage from Circe reminds me, as Bjorn implies, that the Danaan ancients were mindful of the capricious nature of their Gods. The chequered fates of their descendants and of the mortals who couple with the Gods leaves me with a frisson of doubt about trusting this Goddess to be truly benign.

      1. Thank you Lisa. I have written lyrics over the years, I would be proud to see this put to music — but the keyboardist I used to write with the most has taken his act to the stars.

    3. Wow! This reminded me of Coleridge as soon as you mentioned Xanadu and like Coleridge you explore the undercurrents of imagination sweeping the wanderer away. Beautifully vivid.

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