Mercy

A depiction of the Goddess Freya above Oslo (photo: J. Blundell)

Grounded in the Oak and Flower,
I’m Mercy, Medicine Man.
I stand within the Heart of God
And help those Souls I can.

I wonder at this breathing world
And wander without care;
A Perfect Yes is what I am -
With not a No to spare!

A Child of Earth,
An infant Being -
I wouldn’t hurt a fly.
But if you want to Live for real -
Then let me help you Die.

Surrender first,
Surrender last,
With nothing inbetween.
Each Breath is Life and Death itself;
A Dream within a Dream.

So seek your Sacred Dream right now!
It’s in a place called “Yes”.
It’s looking like a thing called No
(An unfortunate address!)
The Here and Now is where it’s at,
The Work’s already done:
You are the Medicine for your Self,
Your Soul, it knows — you are the One.