The Anointing
The Goddess dwells
in the high places. Her green mantle
flows over the slopes.
Waterfalls
cascade
in
silver
braids.
I lay down
among rocks and flowers
and felt her embrace,
and the waters of a mountain stream
anointed my brow.
June 26, 2018
Copyright © Agnes Krampe | Year Posted 2018
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