Shadowy Goddess
Of the darkness,
In a dripping cave of shadows,
Hiding light too bright to see,
She waits...
* * *
Earth woman
Even as the world she made,
Falls fragmented in disarray;
The clouds she spun,
Pierced by the sun;
A death awaits,
That in its liquid state
Might run
Into another shape...
Such fun!
* * *
Words have no place within her wounds,
The healing comes and opens like a book,
A world of possibility and truth,
That in a thousands of years of cuts
Has not been seen.
Taken truly, in lights hand,
She bathes and crosses to the shore;
Where, radiant in her beauty, stands,
And leads her land
To it's next stage,
Hand in hand.
~ Gifts to the Goddess ~
Poetry of Innocence
