Walk of the Mother Goddess

Walk of the Mother Goddess


She walks in shadow,
unseen by human sight.
Her gifts, as she lay
hidden beneath the veil
that shrouds they eyes
and blankets the mind,
dwell within the sphere of a
wondrous world of human delights.

She walks in dreams,
in scapes of human illusion,
where she is cast in roles of
mortal woman and divine incarnate.
And through eyes of flesh and bone,
she is mother, virgin, sister, and harlot.

She walks with wings
upon heaven bound sand
flowing in unison to mirror
her image,
her steps,
and her path.
Immortal goddess of angelic beauty
whose serene purity transcends
the human mind and
encompasses all things.
She is the muse of inspiration
for whom we all aspire to,
and from whom we draw
our divine potential.

She walks in spirit,
bringing endless rapture
to the core of the heart,
and tranquility to the human soul.
She is that which you seek without name
in times of deepest sorrow.

She walks around us
as the eternal reminder.
She walks within us through
the daily mundane and strife.
She walks at our side,
bearing the weight of our burdens
and holding us close to her heart.
She walks and life exists for
your pleasure and your grief.

She walks in glory personified, resonating.
She walks and she reigns,
in the infinite moment beyond
the annals of human time and space.
The Immortal One,
The Ethereal one,
The Mother Goddess.