The Western Gate

The Autumnal equinox (23/09/23 – 07:50 GMT) , of equal day and night. From the ‘Son’ of the Goddess, He that was slain soars to kindred spirit, westward to the dusk of creation. The halls of Judgement stand, and who is not right, or indeed wronged return.

Upon the threshold we’re even,
At the crossroads do I commit !
Fare me well, I ride to embrace the Lord of Night.
Gather fruits of summers harvest
Into winters retreat.
….As I remember long ago, the sense of burning heat,
Bound was I upon splintered wood, Many moon tides ago.
And as I said, and cursed you,
My only sin was that I know!
A year is but a circle, We are reborn!
Below, to those that light this fire, with all the hate and fraught
to condemn me I said, “I know that which
Below you know not.”
In truth shall I always retire, and for truth shall I return,
As a shadow, but in light, as your friend;
Perhaps a mother, a stranger or a lover.
But return. I shall and avenge….

Alike the smoke that clouds and rises,
This act that you shall do?
You shall Not remember this day,
That is my curse to you.
Reborn you all, to be, and to think,
And never seeing where from afar,
to belief of this ‘one life’ to which you sink,
Not the endless lives of which you are.
A thief in the night I greet you, as hope that never ceases,
then remove each brick, your temple, collapsing into pieces.

Perhaps? in dreams remember
When the sun stood equal with the night,
that last September embers,
My Ashes !
Under the Harvest Moon so bright.
And as you danced and sang so merry,
with ale of celebration,
The wind, my soul, caressed you,
as the curse became foundation.

Every year, upon that day
I sing this lamented tale,
On the equal as the crossroads stand
Where the wisest never fail.
I fall as the Autumn leaves in dreams,
The burning? I never suffered,
I shed my skin alike the snake,
And rose as another.

I am not upon the square!
But a circle runs forever!
I travel not from East to West,
but kneel to the North my lovers.
I cannot tears for the widow shed,
As each man is her son.
The word you seek is “Ma-at Ben’
The Sun of Justice come.