Saturday, February 4, 2017

White, Red and Black

Our Goddess is not for the cultivation of men. Nor does she reside in the houses of men. She is not the giver of grain, the one who wears the corn wreaths in her tresses. No, not that one. Where to find her you may ask? Look on the mountain side between your awe and your terror. Look to the circling of large shadows cast upon the ground. Look into the shadows of the mountain. The ones that never see the sun.