We are the Purple Warriors
the wisdom gatherers
we stand in the unnamed spaces
between Red Tent and Crone.

Our path has no map
we make it ourselves, with each step
each circle
as we join hands and walk forward

As we tell our stories, we begin to know
where we have come from
we speak our history into being
following each thread back, back
listening for the voices of women who
long ago
walked the path with no map.

Ask me what I hold in my basket
and I will show you herbs, jewels
choices, my open heart
the wide sky and the narrow valley path.

Ask me what I hold in my basket.
I will show you the future.