Ceridwen’s Song

Ceridwen’s Song

By Kate M. Brunner

frost tendrils bloom
wild, cold, and ancient
up a lonely mountain path

that which once was
sweet river water
now quiet like stone

deep winter secrets
grow over rock and lichen
dark earth beneath

a whispering song

 

Kate M. Brunner is a writer, healer, ritualist, & member of The Sisterhood of Avalon since 2010. She is also a current resident of Heartwood Cohousing in Colorado & a homeschooling mother of three. Kate is a Project Co-Weaver at The Feminism and Religion Blog Project & a contributing writer at One World Herbal Community. She is also published in Flower Face: A Devotional Anthology in Honor of Blodeuwedd and The Goddess in America: The Divine Feminine in Cultural Context

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