She who dares to come knocking on her door. She who knows the difference between ye’ who come with or without an open heart. She has mortar and pestle in hand, keeper of the old ways and a candle lit hearth. Perhaps she hands you some sunflower seeds or perhaps greets you with mirth. Will she ground your bones into dust and feed you to the land or nurse you back to health? Light this candle a flame when you need grandmother magic to come to the rescue with spoon and slippers in hand.
She who dares to come knocking on her door. She who knows the difference between ye’ who come with or without an open heart. She has mortar and pestle in hand, keeper of the old ways and a candle lit hearth. Perhaps she hands you some sunflower seeds or perhaps greets you with mirth. Will she ground your bones into dust and feed you to the land or nurse you back to health? Light this candle a flame when you need grandmother magic to come to the rescue with spoon and slippers in hand.
