The Mother

In those moments
when you must wear
your bravest face as a mask
indeed, as armor
you will find me there.

The Witch

Invocation of The Witch Enodia*

I am the Queen
of earth and sky and sea
lady of the crossroads:
Enodia,
and patron of the restless dead.
Call me Polyonymous
and through me,
authority over all.

The Balancer copyThe Balancer

I lay between
what the heart desires most
and what the body must to survive;
the heart can not be tamed
but it may be tempered
the body can not be denied
but it may be disciplined.

The Protector The Protector copy

when you have
used up all your weapons
and your armor is destroyed
I will be your sword
and your shield

The Messenger The Messenger copy

on black wings
I fly
to carry prayers heavenward,
and missives, earthbound,
to ears that will hear.