(Poem) Holding the Rim by Arlene Bailey

Grandmother Spider, Susan Seddon Boulet

One by one they walked

through the woods.

Eyes watching them,

they knew they were not alone

as the animals and spirits of the night,

Ancestors and Cosmic Beings held the

Realm of the eternal cycle.

Hands enjoined and circle cast,

libations poured out to the

Elementals and Land Guardians,

ancient energies flowed as

the drums found their beat and

the women began to dance and chant.

Isis

Astarte

Diana

Hecate

Demeter

Kali

Inanna

Over and over their voices filled the

air calling in these Ancient ones,

their energies, magic and wisdom,

their rage and righteous anger

as shouts of No More and Never Again

filled the air.

Voices invoked the battle energies

as the Warrior Goddesses arrived

Lilith

Andraste

Durga

Hel

Mami Wata

Pele

Ixchel

Freya

The Morrighan

Boudicca of the Iceni

Zenobia of Palmyra

Lakshmi Bai of Jhansi

Through the night they chanted

the invocation “show us another way”

to the ancient Mothers, Queens,

Warrioresses, Witches.

Voices raising power and

raised IN power.

Eyes of the night still held vigil

for this sacred activist work

as each woman plucked

her part of the web

weaving new threads of hope

and spinning the wheel of change.

Fox, wolf and coyote

opossum, turtle and deer

bear, raccoon and hare

held vigil as the

moths danced,

spiders wove webs,

and serpents shed skins

no longer needed,

all while the calls of the

owls and night birds echoed

in synchronous harmony.

As the darkness of night

gave way to the light

of a new dawn, the women

prayed their work had been

enough to alter the

events of the coming day…

they prayed it was enough

to alter the events

of the Coming Days.

As they walked back

through the woods,

sunlight streaming through

he trees and with eyes still

watching, the women held the

Rim of the Eternal Circle

safely in their hearts and womb space,

encased in a deep knowing that

Whatever this new day held…

Whatever and Whomever was to come…

Their work, the ancient ways and this

realm of power would always continue

For the Circle never ends and the

Weaver always weaves.

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Holding the Rim, Arlene Bailey, ©2020

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