THE RITE OF PASSAGE    by Patricia Telesco
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And the Goddess smiled
on the ebony sea
as they sailed the reef of time
with silver suns
the winds of joy
and memories of a childhood rhyme.

The moon waxed full
o'er the waters glen
as through dreams night they flowed
with crystal mists
the celtic bowl
and ageless ones humming low.

They traveled beyond
all crafts and thought
up towards the violet ray
with cup and sword
the coin and staff
and light to guide their way.

And the Goddess smiled
as they landed safe
the vessel of their soul
with lessons learned
their gifts renewed
and hearts refreshed and whole.