Triple Goddess Crone

Protection pours
In stores without withheld
Will you hold
The ever flowing waters
To bed within
A womb
In protean walls- Mastered birth
Within abyss
Orbit darkness
And kiss the chasm
Emptiness
A list a long and silvery as
Birch in snowy dunes
Beneath the hills
A patchwork
Played jigsaw
Pruned
A wall
A door
A whole
Before a ladle
Spooned a tour
Will you lay and receive
My nothingness
In open arms
Denied
A bliss
Blessed mists
Availing
Sheets
Forever more
Unfolding
Still

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