Mitra's Melting"

Le poète anglais David Hud dédie un poème à

Athanase Vantchev de Thracy :


Wish to dedicate this poem.
To my dear friend Athanase Vantchev de Thracy
A most prolific writer of our time.

Dwelling in the "House of Eternity" of Im-Hotep.
May all immortal souls of the written word...
Shine as beams of light under the star of Sirius.
Eternal life stands etched upon the temples of Edfu.
Golden winged falcons...
Soar above the step pyramid of Sakkara...

-Hud-

“Mithra’s Melting”

Life...
Is but a dream Brigit.
One day slicing into the next.
Sunrises...
Melting into sunsets.
Joyous birthdays of the invincible sun.
Blue skies kissing...
The lands horizons.
Thoughts turned into spoken words.
Spoken words...
Cast magically into Mithra’s golden rays thought realizations.
Sahains winter dreams...
Turns into Beltanes summer’s fun.
Dream realities swimming into awake realities.
Seek the magic of the circle...
And the golden rays of the invisible sun.
Herbs with words...
Life...
Is but a dream Brigit.

David Hudson