Full Moon High

I am maiden, mother and crone

Inclusive 

I am a child running wild 

Dancing with the wind 

Tree forts, good junk and lady's slippers

I am spirit, soaring free

Looking down upon this body

Now stilled

I am every soul I have ever loved

Ever known 

In every lifetime 

There is no separation 

In truth, there never was

I am the face of my mother 

Looking down into my cradle

I am the knowing spark

In Stevie cat's beautiful eyes

Telling the witch how it goes

I am the tinkling laughter in the treetops 

When the fae play in the breeze 

I am the ice age upon stone formations

Holding their story, their wisdom 

Unlocked in a single touch

I fly with the dragonfly 

I am the lily in the spring sun

I am every witch, in all times

I am winged, I am angel

I change shape 

I am timeless 

I am the moon and the stars

All are lover, brother, sister, friend, parent, teacher and sage to me. 

All are a gift. Unique precious, unforgettable, worth beyond all riches.

You are breathing, being, and doing. Right now. This is the good stuff, you know.