Hag Stone: a stone with a naturally occurring hole through it created by the actions of water: it reminds us of Gaia, Earth Mother and the divine feminine and is said to have magical properties, bringing luck and health
From the sea we came, a strand of DNA
In an ancient time, from far away;
The sea gave us up, unaware then
Of our evolution into thoughtless men.
Today by that sea I scoured the shore
While above my head, a cliff, scars raw,
Eroded by wind and tide and waves
Let young saplings go to a watery grave.
Further away, perilously perched
The self-same sea attacked a church
As toothless and Godless as friable land
Soon reduced to heaps of sand.
That power, indifferent, not bad or good
Continues to grind, whatever its mood.
The land, its peoples, evolve we must
While constant sea renders all to dust;
After hours of toil, I found my goal
A lucky hagstone, a stone with a hole.
For nature offers this slow hard lesson
In the shape of a flint with a rounded lesion:
If you wait long enough all will revert
To those base elements of water and Earth
Meanwhile mothers, of both blood and soil,
Know luck is fine, but what counts is toil.