The Wind Egg
© 2004 paddy gillard-bentley
an apparent uncomplicated egg
the soul of the philosopher
also the serpent
and the mysteries of life
in ritual of initiation
the shell is shattered
man emerges from the nascent
of physical existence
length and contour
represent the soul’s desire
to secure a position within
the heavenly kingdom
long and sharp at the ends
from such an egg
a male becomes manifest
a thing of virtue
broad or round an egg
represents aspiration in ephemeral things
formed from such a pitiable ovum
is a weaker work…a female
such hope is dulled
obscured from light
because it prefers darkness more
not seasoned with the flavor of wisdom
when I read these things
I reflect upon the idea
that men only attempt to oppress
that which they fear
and the women are sent together
to bleeding huts
when the moon is dark
so the men feel safe
blood is magic
and they were afraid
of the power women yield
to conjure blood with no consequences
his possession – naked candy
wrapped in his sexual desire
packed in a hand basket
sent on her way
while eons of fury
scorned and hidden from the sun
cloistered in lies
hell is a neophyte
an eye for an eye
tooth for a tooth
unless you are a woman
turn the other cheek
vast inner strength
intuition and wisdom
where does the power lie
when the rabbit dies?
and people ask me why
women are into ritual
why they include the Goddess
in their prayers
