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Sunday, April 10, 2011

Isis of The White Light

In Her temples
The scent of Jasmine & Lotus flower
Fill the Night Air
Her Daughters
Bathe in sacred pools
Feet Dressed
With sacred oils
Offerings of
Sweet Honey
Green Thistle
Laid before Her Altars

There is One
Above All others
She who is Her voice
The Keeper of Word
It is SHE who speaks the Sacred Words
To those Who shall listen

Hecate/Aset/Isis

3 comments:

  1. This is a beautiful poem! I like! :)

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  2. These words took me to a beautiful place, I wish I was there now. :) Thank your for sharing with us.

    Much Joy~*
    Molly

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