January 17, 2022

 

The High Priestess

 
 
 

The High Priestess

No need for a crystal ball
or pendulum.
No palmist, priest or priestess.

The map
of your history, destiny
your feminine knowing
floats between fluttering lashes
winks behind violet lace
in ripples, whispers
in eventide, solitude, dreams.

Defer to voicelessness,
defy logic.
Glide green seawater
dive brackish depths.
Swim with octopi and urchins.

Abide by moonlight.
Move only with tides.






Article © Catherine Arra. All rights reserved.
Published on 2021-12-13
Image(s) are public domain.


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