Nyne’Ether

I’m Nyne’Ether. Keen at deciphering esoteric mysteries, I’m gifted a sacred healing medicine. My wealth in wordy wisdom serve an unshakeable justice, equitable to the arsenal of those who dared cut me using their dubious verbal swords. Goddess Emotions exalted me a ‘Prepared Cup of Witty Wisdom’ long before time existed. Spiritually, I stand unmoved during mercurial tsunami seasons as my emotions flow in perfect alignment with my cup’s circumference. A cooper colored pentacle, pinnacled on the precipice of inner peace, I am driven by love and integration; burning skeletons and de-thorning budded roses accidently on purpose.

My heart belongs to that of a young spirited old soul with a strong stroke of luck in prosperity. Anything Rune’s mystical hands touch, fuels a fire in his mental ingenuity which manifests natural waves of fortunate gain into the palms of his confident hands like magic. When his hands got hold of me, my world spiraled into a whirlwind of new beginnings which still leaves me feeling a bit like a naked scarlet rebel put on display for the world to see. Protected throughout the transition I’m in my element holding the batons of success in each of my free-flowing hands. Music is the wreath which plays ring around the rosy with my inner strength, victory hovering over my head like an aftershock to an inevitable thunder storm.

I pluck the feathers of interference with effortless unquestionable ease. In return, the Universe rewards me an overflow of abundance, like sunshine overshadowing the shade that insists on its 15 minutes of fame in my light. My words draw blood. Never my own though. For my words are the knife that severs ties, cutting them with their very own double-edged sword. My daily mantra: ‘Copper doesn’t bleed’ Nyne’Ether ©2018 JNAHA™

Urban Griot; jnahaspoetry@gmail.com