#MeToo:A poem

See that young girl,
The unfastened dress,
With her lips bloodied red
And her hair a mess?

I run with her
To the mountain peak
To escape the evil,
The violent and weak.

Climb out of the valleys of darkness,
The shadows can only bring pain.
In the skies you will find a burning light
Where the fear of his touch will wane.

Fly high on the wings of a raven
As it soars o’er your earthly fears.
Take me with you on the winds of change
To where the sun dries your tears.

See that woman,
A whore and a nun,
With her lips rouged brightly
Hair tight in a bun?

I walk with her
Through my dreams at night,
And pray that he’ll leave us
Alone in the light.

Song Copyright Annabel Du Boulay 1995 Cusco, Peru

Published in The Serpent’s Tale

One of the primary intentions of the ancient Tarantella Dance of the Black Madonna is to help women to heal from sexual abuse.

May you receive Her love and healing in the darkness of your suffering and may Her light guide you home to your Divine Child Self.

Blessed be
Annabel Du Boulay ?♥️?
Priestess of Sophia-Magdalene
Priestess of Avalon