Woman of Earth

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When you see me tend to flowers,

I bloom just like an english rose.

 

When i nurture in my arms,

Gaia blood runs through my veins.

 

When sickness heals and turns to wellness,

My bones are filled with magik of old.

 

When i walk the path on barren wastelands,

Blueprints of the ancient grounds cry rivers.

 

When lips speak stories of old to young,

Sacred wisdom begins to root and rise.

 

When the wild within cannot be tamed,

This is when i run with wolves.

 

A triptych, Maiden , Mother, and Hag.

Virgin, Mother and Woman wise.

 

The earth has waited its whole life for us,

To rise up, to return to goddess within.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

11:06 :2020  White Raven – For the twin of my goddess energy – Poetry is from the heart , a form of art , an expression born of an emotion in time. If you care to share then from my heart to your heart please do and always credit the artist.