Memories

[fionay]

Memories

Through a thousand lives I have wandered.
I have been the foam on an ocean wave.
An eagle on a mountain summit.
A deer running with the herd.
Countless other things I have also been.
I have watched civilisations rise and fall.
I have seen the folly of men and the wisdom.
I have thirsted for truth and longed for justice.
I have tried to embrace suffering, as I embrace pleasure,
for good and bad alike flow from the hand of the old one.
I have been cast forth from her cauldron into this world a thousand times
and have been cut down,
only to return there to be cast forth again.
How many more times she will birth me I do not know, nor do I question.
I have traipsed through lands of ice and snow.
Through sunny climes,
through forests, vast and unmeasured.
In all of my forms, I have gazed at the stars and wondered at them.
I have learned to reach beyond the confines of this world
and to hold the hands of my ancestors, wherever I travel.
To hear the voices of the grand-mothers and to carry their wisdom in my heart.
One thing I know;
life has its seasons.
It spurts and tumbles and froths and foams.
The crone will come
to lead us down her dark and cavernous road.
Aye, she will come
and we will find ourselves in her womb again
where we will be changed forever
by her icy touch

[Aphritha]

I like your work! It paints quite a picture!