Mysteries of THE TORCH -
"Only the Torch is found by itself ..." [Klach Pischey Chochmah 55 (138 Openings of Wisdom)]
My original poem, THE TORCH, written over a decade ago, some time following my Dark Night initiation into the Mysteries:
when facts tell lies and confusion reigns
when knowledge and ignorance with futility dance
when hope is dying and faith is failing
when pain is endless and pleasure empty
when will lies heavy like stone and clarity is obscured
when wisdom reeks and reason flees
when the heart staggers broken
with shattered strength and love drowns lost in the abyss
when darkness reverberates blindly
and eternity is filled with hell
when life is crushing and all is torn, when hiding cannot conceal
and wretching waters burn the naked dust
when the pause is pregnant like a rock of hate against us
SHE walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meets in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.
[Lord Byron, She Walks in Beauty Like the Night]
A Wyrd-Worker is one who has entered into her inmost darkness and emerged from it Whole, changed forever, a Witch, and able to experience herself anew.
THE TORCH is an awesome handcrafted tapered black pillar candle to light up the Dark Night with Truth and Beauty. Made with premium certified kosher soy wax and pure cotton wick, hand poured and witch-crafted individually with focused magical intent, intensely scented with Dragon's Blood resin oil, THE TORCH is adorned with a silver pewter Pentacled Athame charm hung on black tulle.
Measures 1.25" x 2.5" x 15" - a monumental candle for a monumental declaration of mystical magic.
Comes beautifully packaged. THE TORCH may be purchased at WITCHCRAFTS by Liorah Lleucu.