Black Madonna – A Poem

Black Madonna by N. M. Sirett

BLACK MADONNA

I am from the Central Sun

It is far, far away

I feel its distance

Although it is right here

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Stars wreath it: angels

With shimmering teeth

That are swords

Sharp and protective – dripping Love

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I am from the Central Sun

I come wearing armour

Black obsidian dragon scales – triangulate my form

I wear the Universe’s map upon my skin

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I am from the Central Sun

Which forges truth. It is the dragon’s breath

Exhaling beneath the oldest ever tree

It is my bones

Its limbs my limbs

Twisted in desert heat

Storing records

Its roots: the Keep

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Secrets locked as time unfolds

I feel HIS warm embrace

Angels flock in echelons

Outflanking me in Grace

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SHE whispers to me – HUSH, child. Here’s the yearned-for Silence.

I am so young

And small

And – on a grander scale – expanding

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I come from the Central Sun

Where…

All things resonate to the power of 3

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I spread black-crystal wings

And a furnace rages

In my belly

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Phoenix flame is my roar

A thousand roses on the shore

In the wake of me…