She dances the moon with power and grace
Amidst the hills and trees, in her sacred space
A sky-clad weaver moving swiftly between realms
There in the leaves ….what do you see?
If you honor the Old ways ~ it may be She.
Nature's beauty in green is womanly and goddesslike. A beautiful poem, deserves 10/10. Best Wishes. Naseer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WAY'S of a WOMAN - nice