The Mother’s Prose
A pebble kisses the water
The water ripples as it blushes through
The passion manifested by the fire which
Consumes and burns through, the woody cells
As the lumber romantically melts… into ashes,
Meanwhile, the air caresses the child’s sweet face
Grounding the light that guides, liberates and shines
Like a candle amidst the beautiful dark Sky
Washing away all fears, as the carefree laughter
Echoes, reverberating through the walls of the Mother’s womb,
You stretch, shake, open and release.
Ascend, breakthrough and give, so much love.
Unspeakable is your truth.
Your healing blessings penetrate through
And through, as our hearts open to the crescendo
Of tides dancing with the Moon
The ebb, the flow
Reaches and takes hold
Deep within us to awake
Sacred strands of divinity
Seeking to express the full potentiality
That awaits within our united and yet unique souls.
The ancient wisdom The Mother carries within her bosom
Suckles us back to health, restoring our yearning for the Sacred Union.
So that we may enter anew, the state of pure innocence;
So we may Love, So we may heal.
So we may find peace, as we become a piece of the Whole.
So we may merge…and ride on the Merry-go
‘Round we go, spinning to the theme song of this lifetime’s vision.
We spin, spin, and spin into the diversity of our Union.
It is The Elder’s dream that we hold hands anew,
Free of judgment and separation, in respect and unconditional Love
Simple and free with uninhibited shrieks, carelessly escaping our hearts
‘Round, ‘round, the merry round we go.
We conjure, a cure, coming together with pure heart’s to adore,
The spark, residing within the womb of the One, who birthed into life,
Me in You…and You in I