Always strong, always brave, always capable, never weak
Until the dreaded day when it became too much
And Goddess became puddle on the ground
Alone, afraid, in need
Not knowing where to turn or trusting what to do
She sits under covers
Waiting for the light
To shine into her corner and bring her home.
The light will shine because the Goddess is good and strong and that light will come from within.
ReplyDeleteOK publish this comment instead - I want a friend with green and gray hair like that!
ReplyDeleteDid you write that? That's good!
ReplyDelete*slips a pizza inder the covers*
ReplyDeleteYou eat, then you-a feel betta!
I'm not quite sure that I understand this story PG...
ReplyDeleteIt flows beautifully though.
Thanks for getting one in under the wire.
Another thing...You change Avatars like I change socks. I really like your new one...hehehe.
Have a GREAT Holiday....Galen
I noticed the new profile pic too! Sexy!
ReplyDeleteThis picture is creepy. The words, very nice. :-)
In Dark of night,
ReplyDeletethere are the stars.
When the night is the darkest,
Daybreak waits just below the eastern sky.
Whne ice becomes water,
it is not destroyed , only changed.
When water becomes vapor,
it is free.