| Poetry by Silverwitch |
Sacred Wheel Dancing I love to dance around the wheel as every season changes for Days of Power mark the way that Nature rearranges, Every Sabbat mirrors our lives in one way or another, bringing times to celebrate with sisters, friends or lovers... Winter Solstice starts us off near blinking Xmas Trees welcoming Lucina's light with friends & family, Eggnog pours as kids adore the magic tales of Yule & sacred rites near mistletoe bring rebirth & renewal... Candlemas is Brigid's Day, the feast of sacred flame, when we take our holy vows & claim our magic names, blessings ring as sisters sing & self love claims the heart as inspirations fill the air with longings to impart... Spring Equinox brings magic to maidens old & young with rituals of enchantment that trigger play and fun, As Kore resurrects again we sing & dance with glee chanting rhymes or fairy tales to set our spirits free... May Day mirrors ecstasy & deep orgasmic pleasure prancing round the Maypole beating drums together, Lovers dance into the night near blazing Beltane fires, & passion blooms beneath the moon, rousing deep desire... Summer Solstice warms us all in golden radiant light playing in the forests and gazing stars at night... Dancing around the campfire as queens of life & power, we celebrate abundance as magic claims the hour... When it turns to Lammas time & fruit is ripe upon the vine we lift our chalice to the skies in gratitude for life divine, We count our many blessings & the graces that sustain, as Habondia brings bounty of nectar, corn & grain... Fall Equinox brings nuts & grains as golden leaves appear, Persephone descends the caves & restful times draw near, We circle round the labyrinth in rites of deep reflection & crones are honored for their gifts of wisdom & perception... When crystal balls on Halloween reflect a mystic glow We honor dear departed ones that left a time ago, Shadows cover mother earth as seeds gestate below, & Hecate brings quiet repose as magic claims the soul... I love to dance around the wheel as every sabbat traces a deep reflection of our lives to mirror our many faces, & when our journey's over, we take the seeds we've sown, along with memories gathered, to future paths unknown... Join us in our dance around the sacred wheel & let the magic of Her seasons fill your heart! With many Blessings.... Mama J. |
Ancient Echo's From whence I came, I cannot tell but distant times I do recall when temples stood with pillar stones in groves of trees that rooted tall The sundial's face in waxing light reflects a time of long ago when I would stroll in sandaled feet on rolling hills of green & gold The salty sea with ebb & flow sent morning drifts of fog & dew and on her beach I'd walk at dawn to gather shells as day renewed Her gusty winds would whistle free in coves where lovers stopped to dwell as children played near rushing waves that washed the sands with mounting swells In gardens ripe with blooming pods and fragrant herbs of sweet & sour poetic sonnets filled my thoughts in moments spent amongst the flowers The land was rich with fertile soil while endless bounty did remain with milk and honey flowing free in bellies full of fruit & grain The news was gathered far & wide while weaving cloth or spinning tales & elders napped with blissful smiles midst rubbing stones & churning pails Our songs were carried by the winds as neighbors gathered all around to celebrate our sacred rites 'round altars built on holy ground Our bodies danced to flutes & lutes as drum beats carried high the hills & sensual movements wild and strong went prancing proud in flowing frills As sunset's glow of pink and orange turned purple in the twilight air a soothing bath of sweet perfume from petals soft would wait my care When my consort came to call our loins would twine in wild delight as full moon cast black silhouettes near flickering flames of firelight We never feared for safety then for all was well in times like these twinkling stars brought peaceful dreams to grateful hearts that slept with ease These ancient echo's haunt my soul with glimpses lived so long ago they rhyme in time like soothing tides invoking memories in my soul From whence I came, I cannot tell, but sacred times I do recall where temples stood with pillar stones in groves of tree's that rooted tall ~ Silverwitch ~ |
Prayer to Kwan Yin Goddess of the Orient Ancient Chinese Mother Teach us generosity And how to care for others Meet us on your rainbow bridge beneath a moon light glow Show your gentle arts of love that heal the world whole You who hears the weeping world Who feels our strain and pain You who knows our silent cries Our suffering in vain, Touch us with your mercy And your gentle heart that flows With kindness & compassion To heal the world whole... You once walked among us As Miso Shan, the girl You knew the fear and sorrow Of a troubled world, So teach us how to walk a path of dignity and grace, With deeper understanding for the human race... Lady of Enlightenment Bathe us in your bliss, Raise our human consciousness Seal it with your kiss... Wrap us in your lotus flower Warm us in the cold, Sing your soothing song of hope to heal the world whole.... Silverwitch, 2009 |
| * Artwork by Josephine Wall & the Goddess Oracle by Amy Sophia Marashinsky & Hrana Janto |
