Feb 3, 2021
I am scared
To look into the eyes of the Gods.
Their reddened lips that curl,
Every drop down their brow of sweat,
And the breath to come from their holy mouths.
I fear the weight
Of knowing what You sound like,
Of knowing how You look at me,
As I pray and kneel and drown
In You.
I cry tears of wine and milk
Every time I feel Your touch,
And I know not what will fall from my cheeks
When I finally see You smile.
And yet, You still urge me
To see You and see Your face,
The madness and the sanity,
The divinity that pours from your feet;
And how easy it is to get lost
In a sea of honey and careful abyssal dreams.
#io Dionysus#dionysus devotion#this is somewhat extremely personal but I’ve been urged to share#this may sound kind of different from other writings I guess ah#I am not Hellenic therefore I may be missing a lot to wrap this up but#He requested#and I humbly answered#devotional writing#writings#dyonisus#dyonisos
