Cronehood

Who is a Crone?

She is Nature personified
Roots reaching to Hell
Limbs reaching to Heaven
She has brought life into being--birth
She has ushered out life--death
She is the bridge and the river
Her tears are salty and sweet

She is the mama bear Protectress
Of the frail and vulnerable 
She knows the rage of volcanoes 
And has drowned in tsunamis 
She is as dry as the desert
But also lush and swampy
The wind blows through her

She is Maiden, Mother, Crone...
Spring, Summer, Autumn...
Waxing, Full, and Waning moons
Deep in oceanic stillness
Away from the ebb and flow
She dances and weaves
New dreams into being

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