Your annihilation come to make peace

You weary Nations, perhaps I am some new being you’ve never encountered before.
Yet there is nothing about me you can’t recognize.
I live in the place where you perceive nothing. Look again!
I am the arrow point that finds the boar’s heart!
I am the flicker of red from a blackbird’s wing!
I am the feathers sprouting from your most secret wounds!
You will teach me of flying! I will stand on your shoulders and leap! And all will come right, I swear it.
We will meet where the forest is deepest,
where the night is blank and there are no stars,
for I am your annihilation come to make Peace.

From Geoff Bartley’s “Language of Stones”.  Check out Sarah Stockwell’s version here.

About John Halstead

John Halstead is a reluctant radical. He works for “the Man” by day, and by night his Goddess drags him kicking and screaming out of the comfort zone of his middle class suburban life. John is the author of the blog The Allergic Pagan and the managing editor of Also, if he hasn’t bugged you yet, he wants you to sign “A Pagan Community Statement on the Environment” at View all posts by John Halstead

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