Chapter I: Opaque

Opaque is here, Queen of the Night. A mirror clear,
reflections of skies, The Lions of the Sun....
Peace fills my mind, body and spirit and sleep
gently touches my tired eyes.

At the crossroads
of my life
Shines this Mistress
The Dark Queen of the Night

She`s Threefold as a goddess,
Presenting maiden, mother and crone
Fly, Fly, Oh Spirits

the dark and true side of the moon
for she´s a slave to the light not of its own
reliant on reflections of the Sun
dark is the true colour of the moon

three stages of the moon.
lunar cycle of new, full and dark
birth, life and death

Birth of the Night,
She was fading
By the first ray of light
Fears for darkness live strong

And there appeared a great wonder in heaven;
a woman clothed with the sun, and the
moon under her feet, and upon her head a crown

It still makes me sad - very sad to think
That it was only a dream.