My Witch (1997)

The Lady in Her robes,

with golden hair like the fingers of flames

crowning her glory ~

an aura within Her aura.

She is the Fearless One

for She knows the Goddess ~

is the Goddess,

and so has made peace with Earth.

She is a daughter of the Universe ~

it's mother and grandmother in turn,

and Her strength is but an extension

of the Great Cosmic Source.

She is teacher, at service to all who seek Her,

and Her lesson is Her song.

Her voice,

the legendary weapon of the angels,

wrought in Her time to restore the Balance,

to bring Life back from Death.

She is prophetess, dreaming the future into reality,

seeing the Beyond, and what will come to be.

She is a young Maiden ~

in Her movements you can see how

Her laughter becomes dance,

and how Her work is in Her play.

She is wildchild, daring, strong, and rebellious.

She is fast, direct. She is cunning. She is free.

She is the fire of Her hair: a Ram-ess,

pushing Her way through obstacles and boundaries,

through disapproval, and the Lower Planes.

She is the spark and the sun, the star and the flame.

She is Dragon Woman, born with wings.

She uses Her wits to fly.

She is fantasy, the illusion, all-imagination.

A dream weaver, a spell caster, Her magic floods Her veins.

With it, She transcends the mundane ~

how She soars when She takes to the sky!

She is Mother. She cooks and She feeds.

Her belly so ripe with love, and Her hands so formed

to care. Her body curved to the task.

She is an Earth-squatter, a tree-talker,

every creature as Her own child.

Her fingers like tools for the dirt: with a seed

She impregnates Her dreams.

She is, too, the Great Watershed Woman, carrying

in Her buckets and soul oceans of emotions.

She is a benevolent one, the growth towards good,

the courage to change.

Her memories are Her gold. She carries volumes

of sentimentality, keeping throughout Her life

every person, every object, every moment that ever touches Her:

they are Her living journals of who She once was,

and who She walks forth to be.

She is an Ageless Woman. A Crone before Her time ~

look only to Her eyes.

Therein, you will find Her lifetimes passed,

Her wisdom, Her solace too.

Her thin, gray locks still striking out like lightning bolts!

She keeps secrets in Her smile ~

make Her laugh and they may spill!

She is Medicine Woman, a healer of hearts and spirits,

whose remedies brew in Her cauldron of love.

She bathes the flesh in light,

and soaks the soul in song.

Emily Anna!

She is Priestess of the New Age,

Wise Woman of the Great Council,

Daughter of the Divine Lady, the Queen of Creation,

Goddess of All That Is and Will Ever Be!

...This is the witch I see in Me.