Laura-Gail Grohe
Dark Mother’s Blessing
May all you own be lost,
That there be room for you.
May you be rejected by tribe,
That you may know your own name.
May your heart turn to cold ash,
That you may discover love’s
warmth.
May you be barren,
That you may learn new ways of
creation.
May you loose hope,
That you discover this moment.
May you take mad poison,
That you may know the taste of
health.
May you be ridden by demons,
That you may learn quiet comfort.
May you shatter utterly,
That you may come back together
again, whole.
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