Earth Mama,
Grandmother Moon,
fill me.
Touch the essence of my spirit
that curls like a kitten
within a dark secret place.
A luminous silence
that whispers beneath my skin
and shivers knowledge of mysteries
that echo through forests of time.
~TC 11/3/07
Archive for November 3rd, 2007
Finding
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