I am

I am

I am
the winds
of the North,
East,
South,
West.
I am
the steadfastness of Conifer,
ever green in Winter.
The nearly naked,
newly budded
White Birch
of Spring.
The sensual
sway of
Willow,
dipping down
in the heat of Summer.
I am
the vibrant hues
of Topaz,
Garnet,
Tourmaline
painting Autumn hills.
I am
the lavendar ribbons
of horizon
waking with the Morning Sun,
the glow of magenta
illuminating
valley
at day's end.

I am
the silver crescent of the Maiden,
the Topaz orb of the Blessed Mother,
the veiled wisdom and ever watchful eye
of the Crone.

I am
the Moon,
the Stars,
the Sun.
I am
the undulating
tide
against
shore,
ripple of river
against
bank,
thunderous
crash
of wave
against
cliff wall.

I am Mother Earth,
Water,
Fire,
Air
and Spirit.

I am.

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