Magnificently Placid. Adaya Marcel.

Magnificently Placid.

Adaya Marcel.

Magnificently placid, I stand in the doorway.  

This one leads to death, but not the typical death;

the golden falcon death. 

The beautiful death where you are fully alive 

and completely receptive.  

The beautiful death that causes you to exist in gratitude; 

nothing lost in a day spent.

I was crammed with misery;

I was so full that there was no room for joy. 

I was living in hate for all those who should have loved me, 

but would not see my shine. 

I had no space for all the gifts

that the Goddess called me in to bear,

I am the gift bearer, but I was full of grief

and could not do my job.

It was easy for me to die,

I would kill my body. 

I would kill my body. 

But now I kill my pain;

like one dispossessed from sickness. 

Magnified by powers of ten, 

perhaps because of my intimate knowledge of death,

I now metamorphose into such a place

of graceful respect of the sanctity 

of this incarnation that I chose.  

I came to become the light.  

Regardless of the strength of the darkness 

I remained the light and vibration and motion

and I know now that I chose this hardness

to become softness.  

I created the death, 

so to cherish the life.  

I am the manifestations of my own choices,

so to honor my power

and exist within this kiss of Isis.