Lady Fate


In this time of wondering, worrying, praying, washing hands, sheltering in place and social distancing, I sometimes wonder about karma and fate.  In this time perhaps our kindness, compassion, steadiness of spirit, whatever our spiritual or religious preferences are, can help us all.


Lady Fate

No moon sails alone in the sky

the Weaver sits

baskets at her feet

creel of silk at hand

Not one to need company

she adjusts and readjusts 

her lengths of silk

eternally balancing

Do not come without your incantation

Do not come without an offering

Spinning life and beyond

measured hanks of silk woven 

now and in-between


May all beings be safe

May all beings be healthy

May all beings heal




About elainereardon

Poet, writer, gardener, herbalist, pottery, painting—bumping into magic, peeking around new corners.
This entry was posted in Poems, poetry. Bookmark the permalink.