Sunday, October 30, 2011


Gliding, flying, stumbling
I came home
to my beloved

I said I was buried and resurrected
because when you drink to the fire
you expose the bitter truths hiding deep
inside your heart
and when you hear your own heart
beat out the truth
then you begin to stride
rather than scurry
and as women
we have to

that is written
it is given
you carry your singing crying sighing laughing
voice inside your head
and beseech it to descend into
your underground
realm of humming happiness
from where you rise
do you know what resurrected means?
It means coming back with the
power of the feminine
rising from the dead
being human once again
and being
woman always.

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