I seek the company of women
The understanding of knowledge
Deep in the history of our cells.
The changing face of the moon
Phasing from light to darkness
To fullness again
Round, ripe and mellow.
Holding in our bodies the process of change
Sisters of fruit and seed
With hushed wisdom of ancient mothers
We coven and cloister and coffee together.
thecourseofourseasons 
Oh, I love that last line especially, Kathleen! I love the whole idea of sisterhood through the years. 🙂
Thanks, Sarah -what would we do without our sistas! K
Gorgeous words, Kathleen.
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Thanks, Karen, that means so much – K