Literature
Moonstone and Shell
I have a moonstone ring,
It hangs from my neck, fragile and precious.
And all the colors of light,
Glimmer along its small surface.
Just beneath it, there is a piece
Of shell.
It shines pink, and blue,
And white, and yellow.
And brown along the back,
Simple and pure.
They are symbols of my goddesses,
Each of them beautiful and wise.
But most of all,
Of my lady of the sea,
My Sedna,
Seal-lady, goddess of death,
And of my ancestors.
It reminds me of my calling,
Of the music in my veins,
The ocean water in my blood,
And when I look at it,
I am home.
I have a moonstone ring,
And it is my symbol of hope.
Of the sea and sky,
And life eternal,
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