What Will Be…

Will Be

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I remind myself again that I am not in charge of All Things.
All. The. Humans. are free to choose.
Freedom — If I want to have it —
I must be willing to live with its consequences.

My Darkness & Fear whisper to me late at night.
I am old now, dispensable, invisible.
But The Goddess who is older than time itself —
Shows me unseen things. Magic. Love. Kindness.

In Her presence, I am something reborn.
A piece of Herself come to Earth.
And how could a bit of The Divine think Herself-
Alone? Afraid? Lost to darkness?

At times, I feel Her lift me with The Grace.
She walks with me, every step.
Never alone. Always safe. Inner light shining.
As above, so below. Come what may.

So mote it be.