Unveiled Day 5

​Upon the antlered crown.
Of the deity.
Rests at least that two pieces you have held.
One you placed there with clear sight.
The other.
Slipped away from you unbidden. 
 
The deity catches your gaze.
Seemingly feeling.
The well of desire that lives within. 
 
Again.
They speak.

You were offered a trade.
And a trade you shall have.
 
Know. 
Little remains as it was. 
Your time has transformed you.
And what was yours has been transformed as well.
My presence has been known to have that effect. 
What you are reclaiming.
Must be seen.
Must be known.
Must be named.
So that you can begin.
To hold it.
Wear it. 
Weave back.
Into your being.
Do so. 
And it will be yours. 
 
You must name what it is you have been searching for. 
What it is you desire to reclaim.
Say it to yourself.
To the wind. 
To the light. 
To the fire. 
Say it. 
Imperfectly. 
Or not. 
Say it. 
The best you can.
With too few.
Or too many words.
Say it. 
 
And as you do. 
Off of the antlers.
Slips a bauble.
Shiny.
Bright.
Yours.
In your hands.
It feels familiar.
Yet.
Not quite what you remember.
But still.
Yours. 
 
The deity smiles.
Bows.
And descends back into the fog and wonder.
A piece of paper dances in their wake. 
 
{to weave yourself back together}

You must hold.
What was.
In your grasp.
Lightly.
Not to force.
But to face.
What could not be seen.
Up until now. 

You must.
Bring.
A spark of forgiveness.
For any judgments.
You hold against yourself.
For seemingly losing.
What is now precious. 
 
You must.
Bring it to your skin.
Let it feel.
Who you are.
Now.
As you feel the power.
Of your creation.
Of your conjuration. 
 
You must.
Ask.
For it to remember.
Itself to you.
So that you can remember.
Yourself to it.
You must allow.
The time.
To become.
More of who you are.
And have always been. 
 
Your quest.
Today.
Is to heed the words of the deity.
Be gentle with yourself.
Be gentle as you bring.
What had been.
Back.
Into your life.
This is a process.
One that takes the time it takes.
And in a land where time is not a construct. 
It can take no time at all.
Or it can take all of the time.
It needs. 
 
We have one more day together.
One more day.
To navigate our way through.
The Underworld.