Nemesis…
Dike, Tyche, Destiny…
Kala-Nemi, Mother of Karma
and the Wheel of Time…
Nemea, Diana Nemetona, Nemhain,
Nimue,
Mother of the Nemeh, the moon people…
Adrasteia, the Inescapable One…
You sift through
the ashes of my heart
and pull forth
the steel of ice,
the splinter that has frozen my every movement…
I stand before you at the beginning of time
as you see through the veils
to this moment
where our palms touch
and
your ancient being
knows
the fall of every human,
every god,
every creature to roam this earth…
Your whip
is the snake of myths
your fruit,
the red-gold apple of truth,
of living and speaking,
weighing words with time
and the turning of the wheel,
finding your
way home
in the Carnelian
etchings
that sear the night,
sealing forever the clasp
of hands,
of sisterhood
and remembering…

Lea Goode-Harris, Ph.D.
January 21, 2006