Make your offering unto me,No fish, cigars, or gold. Give me you heart,Your body and mind. Shield my domain,From those who would take it. Defend my denizen,As they are you. Serve me with your life,And receive wealth incorporeal.
There was a sage living atop a great mountain,Her temple was crafted by the Earth,With columns of stone,And a canopy of leaves. Many sought the wisdom of the sage,They would climb the cliffs and ledges,Suffering the winds and sun,Until they reached her summit. The temple had no doors,Simply a wide open arch,Beckoning all who pass to enter,And find sanctuary within her halls. As the sage walked forward,Pilgrims would fall to their knees,Some… Read More