Gawaine Caldwater Ross's Blog – February 2009 Archive (1)

The Holyday

Gawaine Caldwater Ross





Through the rays of holy light

I ambled in the forest green,

Filtering through the morning mist

The sound of distant water falling.

Deer leapt off across the ferns,

Cedar trees some ten feet thick

Lay across steep wet ravines.

I was treading on the sacred ground

Of Eartha and her swelling mounds:

Oh She was fully sexed that day.

In my mind I walked with Embla

The very first woman,… Continue