Wednesday, 7 March 2012

White Goddess

Three times she came to visit me,
three times she looked into my eyes;
maiden, mother, ancient lady
singing pretty lullabies

and, on the fourth, in starlight dance,
she howls one wolf into the skies;
leaps astride another branch
and flies.

2 comments:

  1. This is lovely. I wish I were an illustrator! These words are so visual!

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  2. So sweet. And sad. I hope she'll be back.

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