"birthrite" poems
Created in secret, birthed majestically in power,
these three Eves 'o' mine.
Proud, strong willed woman,
determined to live this life, granted in perfection,
before time was measured,
you claimed your birthrite.
First breath drawn, you announced to this world,
with a voice filled with strength and might.
No powers could make you waver from your Call.
Lead in Spirit and Truth,
you carved your mark in this world and heavens above....
You raised flags and broke grounds
no mere man can bring down....
or erase.
You my first born Eve, leader amongst women,
have given birth,
to a Pathmaker to God's Glory.
Eve, called forth,
pure and gentle in heart and spirit,
followed first Eve,
into a world that would take from you,
and not all good returned....
Your gentle spirit walked in trust....
taken and ripped apart....
You, Eve, called forth with a mother's heart, deep within you
unprepared to pain and sorrows to come....
Strength and perseverance and persistence
grants you the trust and love
failed by Adams present and past....
Your heart, as big as oceans wide,
birthed in Love,
brings joy to the Father's Heart....
My last Eve, sent and called,
into a time strewn with obstacles.
But you Eve three, stronger, wiser,
than Eve's born twice before,
carved your own road.
Called into this world by command,
you saw and learned quick
to navigate the rocks strewn in your path....
You my tender last Eve....
willed into existence change
and changes to come and stay.
You called in desire in aloneness
and strength untapped.
You Eve three....
followed Eve's twice before you....
protected by Call and Grace....
Your seed will clear pasts
and set futures clear to come....
Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
it's in the stars
it's inside of you
its knowing of who
its winner scars
it is my fight
it is my birthrite
May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 11:31 AM UTC