The Wild Women

Now is the time of the Wild Women,
the Muttering Hags whose
raging beauty will
clean the earth
uproot the lies
untwist the hearts
unbend the minds.

Now is the time of the Wild Women,
the Fierce Mothers whose
angry Loving will
raise the faces
of the frightened children
feed their bellies
ease their spirits.

Now is the time of the Wild Women,
the Midwives of Death whose
thundering Dance will
shake the world
the man-made world
destroy the bindings
re-cycle the Dead.

Now is the time of the Wild Women,
the Laughing Maidens whose
rippling songs will
raise the dead ones
lost in the earth
to begin anew
the Great Circle.



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