Rising from the Flames
Take me away from the sorrow of me
I drift down to connect
With the river beneath the river
Grandmothers of ancient years
I hear your beckoning
For me to dive deep
And re-emerge
As who you see me to be
For what I thought was madness
That has reached for me all these years
Has actually been the maelstrom of power
That surges through me
The essence of those that had gone before me
Reaching down into the depths of me
I connect to my ancestry
A lineage of wise women burned in the fires of men
Their power was not destroyed
It was released back in to the ether
To wait for a future generation to reside in
I am that generation
For this power is soul bringing
It is Divine Love
And it is time to bear witness
To flow with the river beneath the river
And to be seen for who I truly am
Magic
Chantelle Dawn Skye ©
31st October 2020
