O wonderful woman of many powers

How I feel your pain

Spiraling down and down into a black abyss

Feeling choked of life and hope

Desperately trying to rationalize the fear

yet thus crumbling up in tears

The wound in your body oozing with pain

Your heart ripped out

and flung about

Drying into dust

 

There in the deepest of the deep there is a stirring

The powers of the shadow have stirred awake

The richness of your being

transmutating into who you always were

Loving Self most of all

Honoring and praising

All That Is and which you are.