they call us in
the women
who bring us
through the eye
the elder-wise mother
who is sister
daughter, lover, all
holding space apart
for us to enter
feminine shape
at the beginning
brightness resting in
and upon the earth
the tender choice
bringing light
to being
bringing cause
MChallis @ 2015
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 1:54 AM UTC
they call us in
the women
who bring us
through the eye
the elder-wise mother
who is sister
daughter, lover, all
holding space apart
for us to enter
feminine shape
at the beginning
brightness resting in
and upon the earth
the tender choice
bringing light
to being
bringing cause
MChallis @ 2015
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