The Mother, The Maiden, The Crone

 

 

She raises a Goddess in the stars

Glowing behind the murky clouds

Of indigo dye black in the night

She shines above the rims of human life

Half hidden in shine and silhouette

Illuminating steps in darkness

Breathing life to star hidden skies

She raises, the Goddess

The Mother

The Maiden

The Crone

Guiding adoring eyes, watching mind

 

Author's Note

Cp. 10:20PM Wen 08/20/08 NM watching Mother rise, tired, hurting, red, pain, headache, drugged (Typed, House)

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I do not mine reading your work, but the font is just too much to deal with...a representation here:


The Mother
The Maiden
The Crone