* UNICORNS *

In my dreams
The forest shrank back into the shadows,
The land faded behind me like a darkening mirage,
And riding on the night ocean
I saw a ship of glass...
With towers and curving staircases,
It rose, shining above the waves
Driven by static winds to the midnight edge of the world.
A silver Unicorn stood at the helm.
His eyes glowed amber in the moonrise,
His mane blew out behind him like threads of spun crystal.
In my dreams I entered the vessel,
And climbed to the top of the highest tower.
The Unicorn drove the boat across the waves
And I knew I was being carried to the heart of the universe.
The waters shifted around me,
The stars and planets spun themselves into oblivion:
But here, at the center, all was fixed, supple as the raindrop,
Strong as the roots of the rose.

Naomi Shifra

   May the circle never be broken
  May the earth always be whole
May the rattle ever be shaken
    May the goddess live in my soul*
*From Hecate's Circle

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