Leviathan rising

I saw it rising from the purple blue haze - the creature who’s life had been in the depths - now rising - now taking a stand against all the land dwelling beasts - and in its mouth I saw a great light - a white hot - blazing mass of something new - something created from the hot, smouldering depths she had been in - had tended to - she had tended to the dark places and they are fecund. She drew upon all her strength to stay hidden, stay working when all others were busy about their life on the surface. Now she surfaces - will take her primordial place as Goddess - as the high queen of all. There will be no negotiation as the smaller beings take their subservient places - as they bow before the magnificence of the other world dweller. I am not I. She says: I am all. I am the discarded - I am the wound - I am that you looked away from - I am that which comes to heal, to destroy - to remake - to be a centre piece of the whole castle of life. The blackness had wrought in her the most delightful morsels - the intricate diamonds smothering her fingers - the jewels encrusted in her crown - the long forgotten, damaged goods have under pressure become the treasure trove you thought you never had. Bow down and worship! Let go your petty fears and release. Relax into this under world gauntlet - the path set for you has not been in vain. Take off your moth ridden rags and embrace the new light of your hidden being - the surface of your life is now like a stormy passage between beautiful isles. No longer must you wait and see. See - she has come upon you, Leviathan of your life, rising.