Bathe in
the moonlight of your soul,
and the ripples of the ocean waves,
feel the magic of birth,
the blissful rapture every moment brings.
Born and
reborn,
of this Goddess pelvic dance,
long time cradled,
by the rhythms of the East.
Beauty loved is this ancient dance,
from women of as many walks in life,
as there are places on this sacred Earth.
Embracing
the times,
change is unavoidable,
evolution reflects the treasures and fruitions,
of our deepest desires and dreams.
Growing
into new horizons,
expanding into infinite wisdom,
birth in every moment calls,
opening like a seed,
growing into a tree.
The
essence of life,
becomes all forms,
yet holds on to none.
Sing
like a bird,
to greet the dawn,
awaken to the virgin morning,
giving birth to all.
Turquoise
waters
Turquoise
waters come and go upon the shore,
gently wispering the language of ancient and wise souls,
making rivers of prayer flow,
in the hearts of those who dare to listen.
In
Love like the caressing breeze,
I followed the musical trails of the high winds,
bathed in crystal mist,
my body awakened to a dance of bliss.
Rolling
on the green sand,
surrounded by lavander slate,
I released my spirit...
to the ecstatic flow of the sea waves.
Deep
within my soul,
I gathered rays from the midday Sun,
everlasting stillness reigns,
within the radiant glow,
of healing rainbows.
Still
Day
No
restless wind, no warmth of sun, no falling rain,
the Sacred Earth lays undisturbed in silent praise.
The fragrant breeze travels not far,
gathering old songs from running brooks,
and later heavy of wisdom falls,
on sleeping grass, unpretentious.
In
the day of rest the heart awoke
on green abode and blue romance,
words were few, of golden charm,
loneliness light crisp and spacious.
The
breath of flowers found a sweet home
in wondering thoughts and nectar beehive.
Bright feathered wings draw tapestries in the trees
weaving the silent sky into new dreams:
Time is young, Life is long,
breath is night and day,
under Heaven's spell.
