Mother Shipton

The wisdom of the forest is imprinted in my eyes

But my tough exterior will scare those who are unworthy to hear

All the secrets of the wind,

The intensity of the fire,

The purifying touch of water and

The nourishing embrace of the earth.

Just dare to look at me and I will reach your naked soul

I read your secrets and you’ll be vulnerable to my inner sight

Would you hear my words of mysterious true even if they are full

Of darkness and chaos?

Be brave to do so because once I choose you

My mouth will speak a cloud of puzzles only your heart should decipher

Because your future now is laying in my tongue

Awaiting to be told

My back is hunched because since birth

I carry the big responsibility of the spiritual realms

And the pain for knowing the future of the people that crosses my path

My beauty is not in a soft face or a beautiful hair, my beauty is in my wisdom

And in the pain I went through to be who I am today.

I am big in a small place and once you hear my name

You will know the beginning of the magical tale

Because I was one of the first to cross the line between space and time to know

What will happened tomorrow.

I am the prophetess of Yorkshire

And you will find me approaching you

Limping down the road

I am Mother Shipton