Rising Goddess in the Night
by Tim Kavi
across the majestic sands of time
arises a crescendo of light
from the sounds of crashing waves
the dark moon shines
the horsemen ride
leaving tracks in the sand
to be washed away
like forgotten memories
I thought I saw Her face
there before, She is met
By Herself, there was eternity
in her breath
there is only the longtime
sculpted, across all the faces
of every goddess
there is a reckoning
a sure awakening
of her might
for she rides in
on the tide
the rising goddess
in the night.
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