The Goddesses call

The moon is full and
shines down threw
the tree's and dances
upon the ground,

The Goddess shows
off her powers as
stars start to light
up the sky like tiny candles,

I sit quietly and listen
for her to speak to me,
I hear her in many forms

I hear her search for
her love, as the wind
blows ever so gently

calling to all the fairie folks
as the brook rushes over
the rocks

she calls out all
the witches as the
crickets start to play
their merry song

the Goddess calls out in many
ways, if you listen hard enough
you can hear her in just about
anyway

The Goddess presence is in
everything especially where
the gentle l waters flow