The Goddess In Me

Deepest faith, with no place to rest

This grace flowing out to world and in to Goddess …

Dark … wet … earth of soul

She weeps and laughs


And if I am not certain

of my magic

She will take my heart

And tear away every hope of peace


Leaving instead the dark

simple soul of one who once lived

and now only survives


To what end do I tempt her free?