SurrenderĀ 

wind through boughs, gentle escapades
leaves
like whispered lingering

mighty elm
standing
at the gate to the under-realms

hear my sigh, my sorrow, my surrendering
take my burden and carry me through to betwixt and between

Hecat
Soteira
Kali ma
sacred mother, whose charm is firm and good

bless my path and bask me with golden light

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