The Crones Omen

“The Crone’s Omen”
I do not fear the dark.
I am its keeper.
The moon bends to my silence,
and the wolf carries my knowing through the void.
I am the witch who remembers the first shadow.
The Crone who speaks when the stars go quiet.
My wisdom is not gentle it is bone and echo.
My truth is not light it is the howl that breaks illusion.
Tonight, I do not seek guidance.
I am the guidance.
And the night kneels.




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