A Poem - As Above, So Below.

As Above, so Below.
Many Sages have lived and died,
all have answers for why oh why?
Is the World such a terrible mess?
Why do things go wrong, though we do our best?
The Mystics, um, and they ah,
 they gaze up longingly at the stars.
The Conjunction is wrong, the planets misaligned!
We tell you this, time after time!
Don't go outdoors when the Moon is full!
Don't take a chance, you be a fool!
And yet one Mystic, nearly had it right.
Though, many of his theories, were out of sight.
Conflating gods, and mysteries.
Assembling rituals as he pleased.
He said, "So Below, as is Above."
"The one true power of all is Love!"
Alas, he's right, as Above so Below!
The Chaos of the Secret Show!
Breaks forth around us every day,
as gods do battle and they slay,
in Heavens turbulent, and warlike realm.

Another terrible poem, by Tamara Wilding, copyright 2016.