We Are The Weavers Poem

We Are The Weavers Poem We Are The Web The High Priestess sat spinning at her wheel golden threads of love and light that she did feel Through her fingers pour the love a woman knows, like the caring for her children – and it glows For the velvet bats that live … Read More

Raven Bonsai Poem

Feasting on soft figs Nesting high and safe, my waste in flight gives life to another light. Raven Bonsai Poem Seed of fig, encased in Ravens soil, falls not to toil Sharp, rigid strong mountains reaching the sky, catch the seed without a cry. Given a small chance Growing old and wise … Read More

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