THE ART OF LOVING IS TO RELAX INTO THE FOUNTAIN OF WONDER
Ode #6 - Transcribed Poetic Tri~Dictation, Co-DH Ode
[I call Diónysos the loud-roarer! Who wails in revel!
First-Born, two-natured, thrice-born, Bacchic king,
Wild, inscrutable, cryptic, two-horned, two-shaped,
Bedecked in ivy, bull-faced, war-like, howling, holy,
Divine victim, feasted every other year, adorned with grapes, bedecked in foliage.
Eubouleus, counselor, Zeus and Kóre bore you...
on a secret bed, immortal Daimôn;
Listen happy one to my voice, sweet and gentle divine inspiration,
Having a kindly heart, with the aid of your chaste nurses!
~ Orphic Hymn #30, first of eight dedicated to Dionysus in his many forms — more than any other deity addressed in the collection of eighty-seven. Dionysus enters the scene — roaring!
Tonight’s ode comes by way of three — two of my most dearly beloved and I, co-tenders of the Divine Hearth, dictated this 10-couplet conjuration line-by-line tonight in each other’s moonlit company. With their agreement, we have decided to share it as the 6th Ode. It is in the glow of Hafez, great beloved Persian poet~seer, guide to those of heavy hearts. By Avalonia’s grace, it is included in this collection~ ] Received 8/10/2025 | 7:37-48pm
Companion Missive #6 - FOR THE GARDEN IS THE MIND (5/22/2023)
Listen to the Recitation:
The art of loving is to relax into the fountain of wonder
Signal to noise reduce the need to know
Beloved, sing to me of a sober drunkenness, immersed in your love
Heart purge contortion clearing ritual distortion
Quinces and crows archaisms and curious felicities
There is no limit to your madness, to your bliss
Transcension father, alma mater
Always, too much?
I wander in the light of the moon, lost again
Coming home soon, a map, a portal, a path immortal
Decanting detritus
Have mercy on me
God, dess, the father; angels, come harder
I am the agraffe of God's bowtie
Falcon plunges, crashes into ocean's surface
A method, a mirror, black ink, seeing clearer
Make the wants less weighty
I am begging you, deplore me!
Seduction's well, assure thee
We reach our arms
Enrapt about you
I hear Sufis here!