The Ballad of The Recalled.

 The Ballad of The Recalled. 

A passage from the Hidden books of the Goddess Diana.

Joseph's recorded letter to the Goddess Diana.

Recreated in ink.

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Many years ago

Within a silent dream-like whisper just after ten past midnight

I once heard your faint calls

You whispered so softly 

Preaching in the receding half-light

About that silvery gulf of divinity which exists between us

With such quite majestic spiritual thunderous proclamations of sacred truths

Be a vivid illumination

Your sweet voice gloriously confessed

For the world is still so beautiful 

If you really look below the dark frontiers of bleeding despair 

That seems to spring up everywhere 

But know this

A divine kingdom awaits

Just hiding beneath the many disgraceful layers of political and societal spin

Where some dreams are sadly crushed and filled with depressing days

Where once rapturous hearts will unfortunately tear

But you all 

My brave listeners are still kin of a universe unseen

You all have a god-given right to peacefully dare to cling on to your dreams

So learn to nurture all your strength 

For those cold days when Misfortune comes calling 

And strengthen whatever you believe in with profound conviction

For it's your protective shield which you just need to keep nearby beneath the surface 

Simply waiting in one of the many rivers 

Of your underground streams

Learn to dispel all those unspoken lies with a wide smile

Which may hang like a hangman's noose 

In friendless jealous green eyes

For your merciful and miraculous heart has always been yours to willingly surrender

Its virtues of kindness and heroism's are your own mighty defenders

Just don't be deceived by the many false pretenders on social media

In these long days of ever-growing darkness and fading bright lights

In the middle of this twilight

A devastating version of one of the universes long nights

Don't mirror the tilt of low souls

Into deep icy pools filled with many visitors 

To Dante's heartlands

But be a hypnotic beacon within what you choose to sing create or write

Ignite like an exploding thunderous New Years Eve or Bonfire firework

All the visitor's inquisitive minds as they quietly venture and gather

Sitting hidden or standing

Unspoken into sight

Inspire hope and give them an unconscious smile

For them to carry away freely into these dark morose nights

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I can always remember listening to that soft voice patiently

Just too subdued to fight

And now a thousand years later

I'm trapped and held like a Stockholm conditioned prisoner

In your all-consuming singularity

For I'll always be yours 

Beyond society or notoriety

For those passionate once whispered words and my golden bell

Which still chimes

From here into infinity

Rule our twinned endorphin filled minds

For we now survive enshrined beyond judgemental scopes of any mortal kind

Eternally blowing in new winds which always provides

For we are young and eternally free

You once said the universe was always ours to conquer

And within each silent whisper 

When I still feel and hear your nightly calls from your shrine

Up high in Mother Moon

Once worshipped by so many pagan followers 

Before the fall of man

Regardless of fears of ownership or irreducible complex complications

I'll always climb over these metaphorical grey undulating walls

Regardless of the fall

Just cursed to try to reply

From you 

My predetermined soul-flame

Just hidden in the meandering shadows

Whispering through your channelled rhymes

As I feel the exquisite familiar torment 

That signals and announces with a huge emotional and spiritual pull 

Why my spirit was restored

As my soul is dutifully reminded 

It's being subtlety whispered to and recalled

By Goddess Diana

Copyright John Duffy