Ancient Mother

When midnight bends, the forest sighs,

A hidden path before my eyes.

Through ancient trees, the silence hums,

I step barefoot, the shedding comes.

The skin I wore, the past I knew,

Peels from my bones like morning dew.

Each layer falls, a whispered mourn,

Ash of the old, the self reborn.

A torch ignites a silver flame,

I burn the husk of all my shame.

The Ancient Mother waits inside,

Her gaze a fire I cannot hide.

The mirror shudders, glass undone,

The curse dissolves, the night’s begun.

Blood hums a chant through every vein,

Chains shatter, freedom floods my reign.

Roots coil deep beneath my feet,

The earth and I in secret meet.

Through whispered paths my spirit flies,

The old dissolves, the new will rise.

She breathes in me a life anew,

Ancient and vast, her power true.

All I love is held secure,

The past consumed, my soul made pure.

The duckling dies, the swan ascends,

A body healed, a spirit bends.

The torch swings wide, the winds conspire,

Luck and courage stoke the fire.

Her arms enfold the world I claim,

The night bows down, I speak no name.

Reborn, I walk down the ancient way,

The clock strikes three, I rise today.

Reviews

[Daz🖤]

Amazing work here. Very impressive. Well done.

[Milena Grubor]

Thank you!

[Dave W.]

Really freaking good, I loved the cadence and rhyme. Thankyou for sharing this

[Milena Grubor]

I'm glad you like it, Dave.