Raven Heart

As the raven calls my inspired soul,

I find my sacred connection to the dark, divine feminine through shadow.

A glimpse of self through gritty smoke rising beneath my feet.

My love runs deep like tree roots in soft soil holding the key to my truth.

Like many women before me, warriors, howling their war cry into infinite skies.

Dancing with the darkness and bathing by the Moon,

embracing our strength within the cauldrons of our womb.

Beating hearts against worldly flesh,

a soul that seeks the soil,

a mind that craves spirit.

We are reminded of our history,

where we were once cherished and then later burned.

Shadow,

beknownst Spirit & Flesh has walked with us before,

guiding us to our deepest strength.

I am called home.

-Amber Pacheco