Growing Into Our Very Own Goddesses........ Poem by Minnie Gehrig

we have walked together sister,
see how the sand has marked,
the times our feet met,

you in your quiet n sure darkness's,
me n my naive n reckless light,

both barring the heavy fruit of our loins,
proud and pained,

we have held each other through or own darkness's,
and been ushered blinking into our own lights,

I want you to know how proud i am,
of the distances we have come,
how joyfully to have you beside me,

both reaching for the apple,
women's knowledge unfurls,
both dancing to the drums
walking in the old ways,

in a different time we would have Avalon,
n come and go silently
through the waves of the old world,
n know the secret sweetness's of Beltane,

instead we rise to meet the sun,
create our own Avalon,
do our own penance in our own solitudes,
n find sisterhood underneath the changing moon,
growing into our very own goddesses,