Of the Goddess
How to express?
Such vain attempt
to try to embody within words
the mystery of the mother's womb.
Her waters.
Cleansing.
Immersing.
Birthing anew
what has slept, dusty and dry.
Yet I will speak of her.
For she is life.
Life to the long dead part of me.
She who has flooded my soul with her radiance.
Domnu.
Brigit of the holy well,
flinging wide the gate
as your bell tolls.
Lady of the lake.
Ceridwen of the bubbling brew

