She was born as a
soul, from lives gone by,
She was old from
birth; it is seen in her eye,
Wise beyond years
& the knowledge of men,
She knew the ancient
lore, from way back then.
As a small child,
alone, she had always played,
Never married &
a virgin she had always stayed,
She birthed only
knowledge & wise spoken words,
Communicating with
nature, the beasts & birds.
She had been back
to earth so many times,
To teach all people
& to show them sure signs,
Of how to live life
& how never to fear death,
To appreciate each
moment with every breath.
She was born as Crone,
but with skin of new babe,
With the mind of
eternity & her soul, never afraid,
“I am only passing
through”, she´d say with a smile,
“I´m just here to
guide you, then I´ll be gone in a while”.
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