Three Faces of Gaia

My writing has been resting lately, lying fallow, gathering nutrients in order to burst forth again into bloom. Here is what has sprouted this far:

Three Faces of Gaia

Restless days

Sleepless nights

Burning out of my skin

Shivering to get back in

Losing my way

And in the end

Finding my tribe

Such is the path

Moving from Maiden

to Mother

to Crone