The Goddess

By Beverly Greene

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The moon shimmers on the calm waters,
outlining Her eternal presence.
I see Her face near the bank
and fall to my knees in thanks.
She couldn't be more beautiful
if She were flesh and blood.
She speaks without words,
using the gentle winds
to share a timeless secret
of the realm beyond
the one we know here,
the realm inside of me.

She tells me that We are one,
that I am a child
alive only for Her womb.
She offers me Her hand,
a guided tour of my soul's journey.
She spins me in Her cauldron
in perfect love and trust
until I become drunk
with a fevor for life.
She laughs merrily
and sends me on my way,
stumbling through Her
darkness and light
with the knowledge
that She is always with me.

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