Mystica Of The Mountains Poem by Robert Hilary

in the silence i pray to all the people in the mountains as i pray. i hear. the words. of source and cry forever after into what is heard. i sit in the center of the circle making love until angels fall. and demons call. i whisper deep in darkness as the silence and stillness heard. to the ancients i sing and call. dancing ever graceful into the twilight. harvesting soul light. crushing all creation in my dreams of imaginations. spark of the stars shines the diamonds of might as the jewels of the ocean become light. the words become all as i whisper and call before my gods who bring me pleasure and all might. i am the light and i am the darkness and i pray to the mountains and the planets and the cosmos gives me strength. i am an ancient and a being who is immortal and fey i am an ascendant i am a fallen i am a king who has risen in the light of creation. The magic of creation calls. unto my soul. as i whisper upon eternal glory. oh. as i call beyond the veil and know i'm whole. oh. as i climb the center deep within the mountain knowing i am old...oh. oh. oh. there is power beyond mystery heeeaarr me. oh. there is strength within the heart of all the truth of life. oh. can you look within deeep within the dream and see the veil of all the shadows that become what is fortold in darkness oh we are here to stop the curse of love.... oh oh oh. we are here to quell the pain. oh. oh. we are here from the stars of above the angels call. oh. we are here and not in vain. the ancient ones. by the power of the magic in my soul i pray to god and when i see it. he she it shines with love and the divine is my mystery of intimacy oh. and we pray to the source. of all. creation. oh. my power grows. oh. deep inside me i awaken. to the song. of infinity. unlimited being oh. i. am. a. mage. of the source of all. i am a magi of the truth of one. oh. i am a master of the powers that are true. oh. and when the fountain spills its blood unending oh. and when the stars give light. oh oh oh oh. and when the ancients sing as one and all is done. oh. and when the darkness falls unto the light of heavens glory oh. i am a master of creation. i am a destroyer of nations. i am a daemon of the dark of the stars. I am Mystica of the Mountains. Amen.