Goddess of the Night, acrylic and mixed on canvas
She is a Goddess of the Night.
The stars sing melodies to her,
melodies that have no words,
but unveil the ancient mysteries,
the possibilities, the angels
emblazoned in their light…
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The night wind is her friend.
It curls around her hair,
scooping around her shawl,
tracing her cheek,
wrapping her in its sweet embrace,
reminding her she is loved…
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The swoop of an owl’s wings.
She calls to her, awakening her,
the moonlight in her eyes,
her knowing presence.
The Wise Owl is inside you…
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And then, there is
Grandmother Moon.
Her crone cream belly
laying, dreaming in the sky.
Her life is of transformation,
she takes you on the journey,
this journey of being a woman…
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She is a Goddess of the Night,
finding Great Spirit in the solitude of the dark,
the shining angels of the stars,
the belly of moon,
the flight of the owl.
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Uluru dawn over the dunes
The Goddess of the Night evokes for me all the night dreaming in Uluru.
The night sky there is filled with a thousand lights ~ nightly barefoot walks in the dune ~ a dingo ~ infinity.
An offering to the stars ~
Leonie
{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }
so beautiful…’crone cream belly’…i loved that line!
oh what a wonderful sunrise/sunset…love the new painting…blessingsa, rebecca
SIGH. This filled me up. I am about to sleep. I am going to hold your words with me as I go!
yes. yes. yes.
i love it all.
the wise owl inside you.
that is my favorite.
and the swoop.
i am here by the sea for the weekend, listening to my love snoring and the ocean roaring. thank you for being out there in the world. believing. doing.
(hugging you now.)