Weaving with Spiders

A poem not yet published in my mask book

Come Wild Women,
Come creators
Come designers of Life
Step into the light
The circle of your beautiful self
With tenderness and joy
Awake from this long sadness
There is a soulful song to sing
Come to the dance of your vision
With a new dress
Head thrown back singing
The new song, sacred being
Both wings wide open
and flying.
©Susan Barrett Merril