This poem contains pieces from shamanic journeys I have made to the belly of Earth.
A Journey Back to Self
I travel to the belly of Earth
to see the sun inside my womb
Serpent, you have rested long
coiled in wait at the roots
She, of the Fiery Eye, open
Night lies in a cloak of shadows
Shake free your mane, Skehmet
Ra waits above the Mighty Oak
Life grows in darkness
before it breathes Light
Huascar, I seize your offering
bring forth the boy in hiding
Quetzalcoatl of feathers and scales
I am ready to balance the star
And dance the circle whole
Lovely, Alethea!
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Thank you, Sue 🙂
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