they gather in the wild places
where her roots have sunk
in her honor
they strike poses
one
then
two
and heed the absolute rage
reflected in her eyes
while her roar
fills the air around them
arms stretched wide to the divine
hearts open to the sky
chanting voices
carried on the wind
they acknowledge
her great and terrible ferocity
the ultimate reality
of her creative power
to which exists no second
she is shining and brilliant
like a blue stone
hand in hand with the universe
she is held high
feared and loved
tamed by none
She
The Black One
Divine Mother
this Bringer of Change
Destroyer of Illusions
She
Goddess
1 comment:
Yay! Love it.
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