Blurred Times #MondayBlogs

I am the Mother
at all moments
fully within my life
but the Maiden stirs
at times
remembering youth
and carelessness
as the sun
melts its way
over high blue domes
and the earth
beneath my feet
sets ablaze
the Crone peers out
behind hair
turning all-too-soon white
laugh lines
her hallmark
years flow together
into one circle
as the women before me
and after
course through my veins – Caroline A. Slee

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