I noticed that your hand was trembling
last night when I held it in circle.
And it seemed to me
that you were wound as tense and tightly
as a bow string.
I knew then
that you were working so hard to
hold and care for all of our energy
and your own.
I thank you for that.
But you are not a bow,
you are a beautiful archer
who must use that energy
to shoot the arrows of your divinity
into the sky and let them
fall where they must land.
Image: The Archer card from the Wildwood Tarot.
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This is beautiful, Diane. I am so glad that I am finally subscribed to your blog.
Sending love, SOphia
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Thank you Sophia!!
so sweetly noticed. side by side. strength comes from this poem and I am grateful
Artemis is one of my matron goddesses. I have always been connected to her. I chose this poem to read first because of the title. What a beautiful tribute to a circle sister! Thank you. Blessed be!