She Who Shapes the Sacred Land

Obsidian crystal clasped tightly
cutting deep into the life line
of a tender palm.

Blood flows
birthing sparks and flame
Pele's breath pours into her soul.

Orange and yellow flicker
into her jet native world as
a shadow child of molted lava
pours forth her pain.

Engulfed in the past, her tears slide
from old eyes caught in youth.

Beauty lies within the black

Glass concieved
from cooled firey liquid
the soul of a sprite
trapped within.

Hands that carve
with a lusty heart
drumbeats of release
pour from the razor's edge
slicing away the past.

Pele dances within the starlight
of the glass that creates life
born from destruction.

The thunder rumbles in her soul.


( I was sitting here thinking about one of the girls I worked with at the treatment center in Utah. She was an unique soul and I worked hard to create a bond with her. She was a cutter. This disease is highly addictive and rarely noticed as an addiction. Just for a wee bit of history: Pele known, as “She who shapes the sacred land” is a Hawaiian Goddess who is both loved and feared. Pele, the goddess of fire, lightening, dance, volcanoes and violence embodies both the maiden and crone of the Triple Goddess. She is the embodiment of the Wild Woman who lives within each female soul. Pele is the lastest Goddess I embodied in my Celestial Diva Jewelry series. Her energy brought Holly to mind. I pray for Holly to this day as she battles the thunder that rumbles within her soul.)