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The Lady Within

The Lady Within

Heather Powers

1/9/17

In the silent introspection of morning and in the whisper of the dusk, she calls me.

She calls me and shows her feathered cloak as it glistens in the moonlight.

The beautiful mistress caught in a moment of time, a fleeting glimpse of the starlight in her eyes.

Tresses wrapped in red fall upon her shoulders, shimmering in the candle light.

Her voice a caress along my arm, ever so gently.

Filling me with strength.

Her beauty shines through my eyes as I consider the mirror of night.

The falcon’s wings surround me, embracing me, integrating with my soul.

I stand as the warrior’s metal falls upon my shoulder, dark feathers in the shadows.

I grasp the vestiges of time as it encompasses me, aging from the maiden’s beauty, to the mother’s dress, and wrinkles fall deep upon my face.

Time is a limited concept, brushed aside by the legacy of spirit which lives on in memories.

I bow deeply to her lady as she moves forward and touches my shoulder, the touch spirals through my body and I become her, not realizing the truth until it burst forth in merriment.

Tinkling laughter fills the corridor, freedom a mere glimpse away.

Embracing the magic as it touches the reaches of my soul.

Such is the meaning of prayer and conversation; the illusion is broken and you are set free at last.

To look upon the visage and realize the truth was always there, you just had to grasp it.

 

 

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Sister Wind

This came to me last night as I was laying in bed listening to the wind.

 

My sister the wind sings her galdr and the world trembles at her voice. Her Howl is primal and strikes to the core. How I love to stand and feel her embrace, as her fingers play with my hair.

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Thoughts from Spirit 8/14/13

Thoughts from Spirit

Written by Heather Powers

Owl spreads his wings

Holds them to the sky

Says fly little one fly

He stands before the

Tree of sacred wood

The tree whispers

It’s in your blood

The tree shares much

The knowledge of the Olde

Flows through her veins

As a bright light blazes

Within her soul

The runes speak in song

Images flash in her mind’s eye

The learning has begun

Hold fast to the sun

Fly on the wind

 

Please do not copy what you did not write~~copyright Heather Powers 2013

 

The journey will now begin

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