She is the Stream
She is the Source
She is the Thought
Read MoreLike a Priestess
She discerns
the golden seed
Come to Her in pieces.
Let Her heal you
Let Her soothe you
Let Her Love you
Like a mother loves her child.
Lovechild.
Read MoreAs She walks the Land appears. Where is the trail, she cries as she is standing on the edge of the Old and the New
Read MoreAsk your Body how it is done. It is in your Bones. It is in your Blood. Your Instinct knows how to make Fire. But you have never been asked to show your Magic
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