I am Woman.
Maiden, mother and crone
Behold the secrets of nature woven into my cells
And knowledge of your creation
That was born from my blood...
I sow seeds with my words and drop them
In your path, so you may walk upon the petals
Of my sacrifice, my abundance
So you will pick beautiful fruits
And the seeds that you eat will
Grow inside you where they will flourish
And slowly bloom to reveal
The fruits of your awareness...
See the reflection of the skies
As endless, vast clouds roll behind my eyes
Just like the ocean, I ebb and flow too
Just like the moon, I wax and wane,
This wildling spirit will never be tamed...
The rhythm of the tides between my pulsing thighs
Waves of the sea Written in my skin
The force of the rising mountain in my belly,
Reaching to greet the sky
As the wind screams my name you will know me
And as thunder beats my heart you will fear me...
I am nourished from stardust and bathed in fire
forces I cannot deny are
Pushing me, pulling me,
Upwards and downwards,
Forward and back
The same flow that opens the rose is
Running through the rivers in my veins...
My love for you is unending, infinite,
Countless as the grains of sand of the time
That falls through your fingertips
They too are my design
My creation, my gift to you
But the secrets of the stars
And the depths of the oceans
Will always remain a mystery
And what you really are will continue to elude you
And you will be resigned to repeat your history
Though at times I will make it clear as day
You are given this life, this time, this cycle
Because of my will for thee...
And as what goes up must come down
And night will surely roll into day
These bountiful gifts can be shaken loose
From under your feet and taken away
And all the concrete and steel
That you stole from my bones
And built your infantile fantasies with
Will be reduced to dust
And I will blow it all back into the galaxies
They came from...
In the death of winter
The goddess morphs
Becomes the original sinner
As she sheds her skin,
grey skies grow darker
Fronds are dying
in the depths of her winter
The coldness tightens its icy fingers on her wings
The veil between the worlds gets thinner
And the long dark night casts shadows on her soul
time appears to stand still
Just as the world seems as if it is over
Light breaks through the glooming clouds
the morning dew settles
Casting crystals in shadow's footsteps
New shoots are blooming
Signalling fresh life
Spring rides through the breaking dawn and
Heralds a new beginning
As her cycle starts again.