Woodspriestess: Change


Little sculpture made by my six-year-old (“Cutest Goddess in the World,” he titled it) and a rue anemone)

bright, clear,
clean, hot
messy, wild,
wonderful, scary

the wheel of life
keeps turning
the thread of our heartbeats
keeps weaving
the tapestry of creation
keeps unfurling
the heart of the planet
keeps praying
indwelling joy

hope on our lips
a song in our hearts
a prayer in our hands

the hum of blood in our veins
the only rapture we need…


Another goddess hiding in the rocks!


Memorial tree getting closer and closer to a full flower!


Categories: blessings, nature, poems, prayers, theapoetics, woodspriestess | 4 Comments

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4 thoughts on “Woodspriestess: Change

  1. jeglatter

    So perfect! The bliss in change.:)

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