Meeting the Goddess

First there's the walk downstairs,

each step a new colour:

violet, indigo, sky blue,

apple green, golden yellow, 

orange, and the bottom step's red.

I find myself in a tunnel

which leads to a gate.

Through this gate I see

a sunny meadow with wildflowers.

On the other side is a creek.

I walk out onto the grass.

A beautiful woman

comes to meet me, gliding. 

I raise my eyes to hers.

She is smiling at me.

In a clear voice,

but soft as a whisper,

she tells me my secret name.

I stand in the sunlight,

free and perfectly happy.

I know that this

is the half-way mark.

From here I must turn,

walk back the way I came

and complete my journey.

When I retrace my steps

I'll carry her loving smile

in memory, making me strong.

I shall be changed, and the old paths 

will lead me to new places.

Poetic Asides November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge: day 16, half way.

This poem also appears in Sherry's Poets United feature: A Chat With Rosemary Nissen-Wade ~ On Poetry and Witchcraft.