7 Wikkan Sisters

7 Wikkan Sisters
Running through my mind tonight and
each of us repels, contains and flourishes in light

The Bard with wings, her minstrel strings, her flowing rich brown hair, she's soft in speech and strong in rage and loves without reserve.

Earth Daughter, Sister Sky, where cultured East meets wild, wild West in one frail and timid beauty

Sister swan has guided me in spite of her frustration.
She beckons, and she beacons and she pushes me to fall

Lady Day in Spring were born to warm the frost, prepare the corn and swim in sparkling cold clear rivers strong against the tide because we have to make it our own ride

Madame Red, a black iron bed. a siren in disguise.
Does she know that shes a prize?
In thick dark tones, she dreams aloud and never dreams again.

Feline fury, blurry rocket up and down the stairs
saucer eyes like alien spies and takes good care of me

Blood sister, evil twin, Stepchild of the dark
Where once we ruled we shall again-- we have but left the field
Divinity has ordained it and so we shall never yield

Sisters strong, Sisters Bright,
Sisters Light and sisters night
Seven Sisters Stay with me
7 sisters together free






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