The writings of Hunter Coch

Posts tagged “Spiritual

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The Invocation

Riding midnight tides

In the red lights of the night

Observing dark rights,

Under the midnight crescent

She dances with the witches,

To blood pumping beats

And the rhythm of sweet dreams,

Invoking spirits

Invite intoxication,

To raise the goddess of lust,

Riding midnight tides

With the dark dance of desire,

Invoking gnosis,

What does the summoning call?

Her deep desires fulfilled.

-Hunter Coch

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White Fire

Look into your soul
And the pitch of selfishness
Reeking jealousy.
Find hidden fire within
And let white light burn it free.

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All but Forgotten

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Paths of past prayers

Echo from the shadows in

Halls of empty faith.

The pews lie in disrepair.

The chants, all but forgotten.


Calm

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Calm upon glass shores,

Green pines, blue waters, empty,

Peaceful horizon.


Poppies

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A field of poppies

Serene within the green grass.

Blue skies shine with life.


Footsteps

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Contemplative walk

Along quiet, ancient halls.

 

Walls speak and stones sing

Of forgotten lives once lived.

 

Footsteps echo in the air.


With a Spark

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A struggle for dusk

Is born in places between.

 

Empty worlds converge,

With a spark,

green as emerald,

That shines in the mind,

Ripping apart perception,

And giving a glimpse

Of worlds beyond consciousness.

 

What magic there is to see.


Clarity

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Green willow below

A sky of blue perfection.

 

Days of clarity.


Horizon

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The wide horizon,

Ten thousand stories unfold.


What will yours become?


Beware

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A heart of darkness
Is born from ten thousand tears.
The void eternal
Holds eternal compassion.

A heart white with light
Is born from ten thousand tears.
The light eternal
Scorching, turning all to ash.

Beware what is preconceived.