She is the one
who keeps watch
over the rhythm of life,
fine tuning and re-tuning
resonating the musical calm
inside the chaos of the world.
She listens to the hum of all life,
the heart pulse that holds the pattern.
She remembers and knows the patterns
by heart. From her tree of life
there
springs
forth
the life
blood
and seeds
that will create new patterns
re-enforcing what was
what is
and what will be.
I am the sister of the moon and kin to the silent owl in the night that seeks the sleeping bear. Quiet and reverent...
What kind of world are we living in When the color of the skin When the choice of worshiping is different And because of...
She is one of those older women, you know, a "free spirit" who is always picking up strays. She helps those who are damaged...
