The owl in the Birch

It all began anew, a dark moon rising in secret.

She called from the crown of the birch, an owl spreading her wings.

It was protection.

It was a birth.

It was lighting the way.

The Lady of the Woods arose into the darkness,

white bark shimmering from the Otherworld.

A single peridot floated down,

in the spade cut-out of a birch leaf.

It fell to manifest joy.

It landed where there was already prosperity.

Watch!

The Lady of the Woods lights the way.

intertwined  shekhinah two trees

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