Faceless Goddess: Jim Atwell

Faceless Goddess

Faceless Goddess of the night that lives behind the veil

What coy reserve you have, will Love of life and living ever prevail.

I know what you look like, I know how you feel.

For I live in your mirror and see you every day.

Detach yourself from this obsession with formlessness

Why must I live apart from you?

I am your heart and you are my soul.

I am you, formlessness attracted to form.

Your reflection is alive and I want to play.

Can the sun ever catch its shadow?

Or shall the shadow always watch the reflection of the sun?

Much Love

Jim Atwell