
I slipped into the water to find my soul
mirrored in the well of my belly
So this is where the scryers went, I thought,
to the stones heaved out of the body
of the Mother. Hands chiseling the hollow
to her womb. I could see time
collapsing inside of me. My eyes peering
to find the umbilicus, weaving the thread
that joins the memory of rocks to bone
My mouth tasted the salt of blood
Her water, also mine
and I knew home through the risen
mound. The pull of life forever
rocking the beat of her heart
and the self, never lost
bathed in love
Wow. Powerful.
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Thank you, Cynthia
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A pleasure Alethea π
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