Another place in the same magic,moonlit last hour,
a person sacrified in each direction a bit of flour,
cut free from the black ribbon of broken dreams and pain,
realized she had kept them alive,just totally in vain..
The old moon was the ever-silent and reliable witness,
a new and positive contract was allready made,
then she lit four wellscenting candles,said "thank you!",
and in humbleness down on the ground she laid.
vi tviholder ofte på ting vi ikke trenger ....
vakker var det !
Det var min overgangsrite vårjevndøgernatt,inspirert av Ailo si forteljing om vårkvinna.
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