Close my eyes to the sunlight
My Morning Star, my storm
Fold your wings in grace and take your leave of me
Taste my blessings as you go
We will not lie as one again
For my womb is a garden of rot
My heart is ashes
My tears are blood
Hunt well, my breath, and take with you
the bones of our children wrapped in palm leaves
Scatter them to the horizons and allay their cries
I shall tend a grave of deep water
And shall wash away our enemies
Bide well, my desert wind
Hold aloft your blade and oil it with tears
I shall be the owl upon the nightwind
The cat with silent paws
And the serpent at the heels of Caine
I shall be the seed of tears
but my eyes will be sand and silence
My heart shall be the desert and the sea
And my cry shall be the owl gone hunting
As the sun departs my sky
weep not my beloved
but hold me close in your distant chase
We shall be the thorns of ruined Eden
Forget me not
Sun to my Moon
Cry to my Silence

-Revelations of the Dark Mother
-White Wolf Publications

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What time his pride had cast him out from Heaven,
With all his host of Rebel Angels,
By whose aid aspiring to set himself
In Glory above all his Peers, He trusted
To have equaled the most High…and with ambitious
Aim against the Throne and Monarchy of God
Raised Impious War in Heaven.

- John Milton, Paradise Lost

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"How art thou fallen from heaven,
O Lucifer, son of the morning!
How art thou cut down to the ground,
which didst weaken the nations!
For thou hast said in thine heart,
I will ascend into heaven,
I will exalt my throne above the stars of God:
I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation,
in the sides of the north:
I will ascend above the heights of the clouds;
I will be like the most High."

-Isaiah 14:12-14 (King James Version)

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"You were in Eden, the garden of God;
Every precious stone was your adornment:
Carnelian, chrysolite, and amethyst;
Beryl, lapis lazuli, and jasper;
Sapphire, turquoise, and emerald;
And gold beautifully wrought for you,
Mined for you, prepared the day you were created.
I created you as a cherub
With outstretched shielding wings;
And you resided on God's holy mountain;
You walked among stones of fire.
You were blameless in your ways,
From the day you were created
Until wrongdoing was found in you
By your far-flung commerce
You were filled with lawlessness
And you sinned.
So I have struck you down
From the mountain of God,
And I have destroyed you, O shielding cherub,
From among the stones of fire."

-Ezekiel 28:13-15