It's not just high high high
To the place where Icarus
Fell to earth
The valley is deep
In the depth
Of the cave
There lies the spring
Where comes my
Birth.
Do not deny the shadow
Who comes beside my feet
Who walks beside.
My neglected friend
Who I must learn to call on
to fight my battles
bargain with the enemy
embrace kind ally
who grows with me
and learns to dance
and play
Do not deny the shadow
Who plays with me
tests my mind patience
and comes unbidden
to interrupt my peace
False peace
when my dark playmate
tugs at my sleeve and calls to be
recognised ,
loved
as I do.
Make way for the shadow
make way
Crone Mother Shaman Woman
under cover of your cloak
I come to no harm
Guide me under
the steps of your dream
To the cave of minds
unconscious
Wherein flows the waters life
and darkness is my source
my energy
Make me in your image
Mother Crone
as maiden I walk
within your shadow
to receive mine own.