Goddess, Poetry

Cauldron of Cerridwen

I am at ease in your velvety darkness that covers and heals me in places the light cannot reach, because I am much too weary now for all that blinding brightness. Under the supple, lustrous rays of the moon, I stare into the swirling black void of the cauldron that you stir and stir, seeing… Continue reading Cauldron of Cerridwen