selenite
September 27, 2011
autumn snowstone
close to my pillow
guards, summons, stirs
calls
The Morrighan, Isis, Hecate
Nut’s dark moon love tunnel
by day, I miss the pyramids,
Atlantis night scholar
selenite branch cradle
my spirit knows every
mystery school crevice
your corridors never far,
loyal, patient, waiting
never ending Sirius ice ladder
your lady safely hidden
between the worlds,
moonshine frozen folds
my portal, my friend,
my crystal familiar