Maiden,Mother and Crone
Laughing ageless child, butterflies and hyacinths.
Spring showers raining down upon your fresh
young face.Embrace the morning,
heart lifted by the sweet smell of life reborn,
new loves and all things undiscovered.
Gentle caressing hand sweeping across the stars.
Ever watchful as we sleep.
You cradle us within your earthy arms, protected.
A lullaby sung by night birds fills
the air and it carries to all corners.
Teacher of all things, sprinkle the
sleep sand of
the ever rest into our eyes.
Silently turning the wheel of time.
We pass into the summerlands,
restful and all knowing.
Guided by your wrinkled hand,
we travel in peace and in love
to join in the spiral dance of time.
Copyright © Candace Hampton | Year Posted 2005
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