mara the lightworker

Be the Light…

A Calling from the Goddess

Initiated into mass voltage by the forces of nature, lightning, rain, wind, earth, and blood, my journey as a lightworker began in shocking baptism…one deep night on spring’s eve in the third year of the millenium…

seasons pass

mountains beckon

a road unwinds

red hawks scoop prey 

from prairie grasses

like children picking wildflowers

a crow sits perched

among steel trees

stirring winds      memories

of another life

dust devils  and tumbleweeds

spin crosswise 

a blur of activity 

against arid scrub flats

hectares framed

in barbed wire

keep pronghorn  elk   mule deer 

to graze in wild zoos

cloud capped peaks descend 

into golden  skirts of aspen

spun into tight curves and deep canyons

channeling life waters through slope and stone

a crone ages   her crown earned    

by wisdom and wreath

heartsong and firelight to celebrate

esteemed grandfather shares verdant buttons 

to revenant shamans and seekers

a ghost steps through time

demanding action     attention      integration

a crow warrior lost to the wars of men

joins his immortal counterpart   

daughter of sky and earth

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