Amethyst air
weaves the dream
of conscious living,
awakening original purpose,
calling to Wisdom's daughters
for critical renewal
in this time of danger.
Be gone now,
oh heavy ignorance,
so we may all
trace our roots
back to the tree of peace,
and return once more
to our sacredness.
We are the caretakers
of tomorrow,
mothers living in a state
of gratitude
for the whole of Earth
bequeathed to us,
and we must not fail.
Measure your quality
as you hold the stars,
and feel truth weighed
in love's magnificence
where you expand
to breathe
the amethyst air.
Pamela Davison
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/amethyst/
