The living flame within my heart,
Dances and Whispers your many names.
Ancient One, Goddess, Mother of All,
Thank you for guiding me to hear your call.
I stand by the waters of my many tears,
Reflecting, scrying becoming a seer.
I breathe deeply; I breathe your sweet air,
Finding my voice, letting go of the fear.
I kneel down before your sacred fires,
Getting Burnt, gives me insight to see the liars.
© Astarté Earthwise January 2015
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