Welcome back to White Rose of Avalon, my Darlings.   Today’s post is a poem about the Lady of the Lake and becoming a Priestess.

Lady of the Lake and the Priestess

by Maranda Wabik

Enter the Sacred Grove

Feel the wonders, a mysterious trove

The scent of crisp apples permeates

The trees of magick all around

For this, Enchanted Orchard abounds 

With the Sacred Fruit

I have come to the Isle of Apples

Ynys Afallon welcomes me to her shores

This is the Isle of Avalon,

Place of Enchantment,

Faery Realm

Domain of the Goddess

Traveled by Priestesses 

And ruled by the Lady of Avalon

The Lady of the Lake greets me

In Her Sacred Orchard

A gift of a Golden Apple is placed into my heart

For Avalon and I will never truly part

As I claim the mantle of

PRIESTESS OF AVALON!

~I hope you have enjoyed this short poem.   Let me know your thoughts in the comments below!

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