~ The Well of the Goddess ~
It is the Song in your Heart
That you wish to impart
The delicate whisper of your voice
Bids me enter
The sound of water continued to draw the men, and its source was
close to the dais. It was an opening, of perhaps five feet in diameter, and the Vesicus Piscis was prominently, and ornately fashioned out of a thick beaded silver braid, and of a craftsmanship that He had only seen on occasion, and only in the houses of royalty. The cover was set atop an opening, the Well holding a bubbling cauldron of water, massive energy was its fountain head, somewhere deep in the earth, and a soft luminescence hovered deep within the depths of its source; Gwion and his companion let go His hands, and stepped back.
A blue light began to glow around the dais, and a window that He had not seen before, far above the floor, began to radiate a growing light, and He realized that the Moon was starting her ascent into the back ground, as the window was much higher than any traditional window, both for size and height, and he noticed, as well, the same symbolic representation, which seem to fill this chamber, hall, he could not figure out which most aptly described the location, but soon, he felt, the moon would be upon the window, as if to accept the presence of the Goddess – he was right.