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Tuatha de Brighid - Grandmother All Time


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Grandmother All Time
by Turtle Woman

She rises like the moon
                        a soft blue white light
                                            in the ease

Shining her violet rays down upon my heart
       She is full
       and she is hidden
       many places inbetween
       we travel to unbidden

And so she rises like the moon
                       her hair a cloud
                                          a mist of fog for wings

Created from the darkness of the void
Her soul can never be destroyed
                                          her creation
                                          given freely
                                          is her freedom

She is creation
her freedom is giving
the stuff that dreams are made of
for the dying and the living

                                                     1996

 

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