Frost and Fire

Winter whips my woolen cape
A midnight spell escapes
my numb lips

Frozen Mother Earth melts, yielding 
beneath my dancing feet

The fire surges, sparks with power
then pops with light and sound

My vision, my desire, is cooked into time and space
In a moment of orgiastic grace

So It is
As I will it to be…

Published by sheilarosskuhn

I write, I am an earth mother goddess...

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  1. OK, this is a sign….a sign indeed…I have an idea… head is whirling with ideas, whoa!… one after another…..I’ll be in touch! 🙂


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