The Spirit of Grandmother...

She has the weavings of leaves,
hummingbirds, and Mary's Gold
in her hair.

She has sunbeams, stars and
moons dancing in the air,
around Her.

She has Ancestors bones in Her
dancing feet and in Her
arms where...

She gently holds you in Maiden,
Mother, Crone Love.

She has water flowing from Her
fingertips to gently wash away
your bumps and bruises, your
cuts and scrapes of life.

She has tears that flow without
cease because tears heal.

She has smiles that light up a
dark night and frowns that
could darken a field of sunflowers,
but there is always Love in it.

She dances with abandon near
waters edge or around the fire
She'd light late at night...and
the creatures in shadow danced
with Her.

She carries bees in Her pockets
to feed you the sweetness of life
and Her being oozes with honey
and God/Goddess nectar.

Who is She?  She is The Spirit of
Grandmother and though you
can't see Her, you can feel Her.

She's not one Grandmother, but
the Spirit of Grandmothers of
All Time...and Her Stars are
embedded in Your Veins.


A'HO!

Akasa WolfSong 9/2/2011

©

Dedicated to David R. who passed
away this morning at 6 a.m.
9/8/2011

May your Journey to be with
The Grandmothers be swift
and easy my love, my brother
now, in the vast, Blessed Universe.
Hug them all for me!