The Lady Speaks:

[analogvixen]

(from May. 7th, 2007)

And So She Whispers:

Ah now,
beautiful ones.
How deftly you slide between
the iron fingers
of Those Who Would Wound You.
How swiftly
you pass from sullen bewilderment
to glistening clarity!
It is time now
to set aside you jaggedness.
Yes, some of you may wear the spike of war,
bare the blades that will cut a swatch through the lingering brume of density-
but most of you
will rise beyond this,
as water rises to become the clouds that pass overhead.
You will be the rain that will wash away mountains.
You will be the mountain spring carving a river.
You will be the river that plants its fingers in the earth,
sighs its secrets into the sea.
You will be an ocean, children!
You will knit yourselves
as roots
You will be the hands, the hearts
that holds the soil to the stone.
You will be both flood & fusion.
You will be both fire & water
gale force winds & tender green shoots
growing from the bones of the old.
You are everything beautiful,
my lovely stalwart children.
I love you.
I adore you.
You are myself
split into ten thousand
laughing indigo tears.
You are the rise and fall
of this place,
you are the spine
and formless, both.

So it is,
so it shall be
as long as you Will it.