Author Archives: Zacharya

My Writings

Blowing of the Horn

I plunge into darkness. As I fall, my feathers rot away, and my golden armor melts. I draw the blade. He said: “When, on the edge of the world the shadow comes to meet you, let my sword fly into your hands”. I raise them and there it leaps like a proud mare into my […]

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The Warm Path and the Rich Well

Strange, that He now sends You His mad dog. You tell me why. I dare not speak. My song now takes the long, warm path. Let me present you with a gift – you might need it along the way. See, my body is marked with His signs – each unlocks a gate. When I […]

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A War of Minds

Great One, I now ask for your Knowledge. I was born to raise Greatness. I had thought that I had lost You, but I am a pyre of water. I am the tongue of the gods, Your Tongue. I stretch it out to mock the world, as the demons lock me into a war of […]

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Exaltation

Those who come near You, you grant the gift of striking fear in the heart. The paths of others break before them and they stand at the side, looking at your chosen. For me, you have taken down the veil. I know, when the Grace leaves a man, he becomes a tin-man, glowing weakly. Are […]

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The Tiger and the Monkey

When the hunt begins, we will move side by side, even though you were born a tiger, and within me I embraced the monkey. You are unstained and pure. I am rotten. Within me you can only find a mockery of life as I laugh away the human terror. But you have embraced the burden […]

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The String

For Him I play every instrument. For Him I dance in my eyes, and my mind’s eye, in every motion the human body can hatch, and then, I rise. Holy snakes, awash in flame, make overtures to my blood. Vasuki, my blood boils. I am ready. Come to me, might of a thousand suns. Come […]

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The False and the Redeemer

Love, Your power overwhelms. That’s why some of us go mad. Your arrival is forever unexpected and subtle – a call carried by the wind, eyes upon me, a feeling that I have re-emerged in the memory of a friend, and my name is being sung in someone’s thoughts, even if they are unaware that […]

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Rapture

Love, pain I can bear, but not the attrition. When my senses are dulled, trapped inside that tired body, I am not fully myself. I was born to embrace You and draw from Your hands all the answers that I need. And where is mother to smile lovingly when I look back at the origin […]

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The Rascal

I know the pain of not knowing you, my one true horror. You took me to the earliest days that I remember, crisp and cold. That time I consumed in deep breaths, my steps were short and uncertain, my cognition was drowned in childish understanding, but my ugly face showed itself underneath, nonetheless. All I […]

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Let them know

The hour is late as time grows short, and quiet. The candles seem to burn it all away in a trembling flame, barely noticeable in the dark, but rising as high as my hopes of reaching Him. Burn now, and carry my message all the way to Him. You know the way. One day I […]