An acrostic journey back to the Goddess
Baring our souls,
Asking Gaia’s forgiveness for our
Rudimentary, human selves; pleading for
Enlightenment. Yearning to
Follow our hearts,
Our true selves aspiring
To worship in the Goddess’ circle.
Grass, silky and fragrant, between our toes.
Robins chasing worms,
Oaks and maples swaying
Under an orange and red sunrise.
Dedicated to growth, open to
Nudging, inch by inch, towards the
Goddess’ open arms.