The Goddess has a Tale to Tell!

©Arawyn Lyonesse

“My child, why do you weep?”

“My Goddess, you have grown so tired; I fear you do not have much time, and you will leave like all do. And I will be alone without your guidance!”

“Dear one, have I become so old in eyes so young? Oh, do not fear, my child!” For it is true; winkles now grace my face, and silver has weaved itself into my hair. But death will not take me for I keep a cycle that circles with no end.”

The Crone is who I am…

with a story to tell;
about my future but my past as well.
So come and listen and I will share the tale that I know so well.

“We start with a Quickening felt very deep within

Way beneath the glistening snow.
Tis the time, for me to drink from blessed waters while the Light is just a glow.
The Maiden will I be again; innocent and pure.
Preparing the way for the awakening of the land
Until…
The May pole will I dance
embracing He who calls me near.
The Mother will I be again, with swollen belly and

a promise that I will help to bear.

But for now…

The sacrifice is at hand, reap with sorrow I must,

To feed my children and the land.

For the cold is descending…

The season has shifted and the thin veil has been lifted.

To Summerland I make my way, but only until the night out lives the day.

Then I will return and bring forth the Light that will nourish the land.

For I am Goddess: Maiden, Mother and Crone!

It is my past…It is my future…It is my Life!

Like a circle it has no beginning and no end.

But

You can do one thing for me, as you grow my child. Keep me in your heart and carry my love with you as you live… the life… that you… were gifted!”


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