Woman,
Marvellous mirror,
You are part of Pacha Mama.
You are warmth and light.
You are brown and gold and green.
You are silk and perfume
And so many fine things I am not used to,
Do not know, yet know I like.
These are strange new times
And you have stilled my gaze.
You help me see how full of magic I am.
You walk in front of me along the shoreline
Of sublime deep grey misty oceanscape
While dragons circle and swim in the air
Beyong my reckoning.
You are part of earth, part of sky
And part of everything in between.
You are light,
Blue,
You are some fair green, luscious, thirst-quenching
Welcome back to sacred ritual space;
These things are in you -
Can you see?
Fire! A rush of change, a wave of love, now,
To wash down and bring cheer as we write
The words to guide the song,
The beginning to a focused dot, all that is
In heart intention and promise:
Art, music, poetry - unfurl! Brave,
Bold, sexy universe of brown gold,
Green. Happy birthday, turquoise, teal,
You Godhead colours joining heaven earth
and heaven sky in deep grey misty oceanscape,
Past, present, future
Womanchild!
Woman.
