Resting back in the Center of me.
Settling into my breath
Letting the wholeness fill me up
The Universe is unfolding
History makes her weaving ways into my present.
Suckles on my fears and weakness.
I have rocked this baby before.
I can’t drowned her, or smother her
I can’t shake the pictures out of her head
I remove her from her cradle of lies
I raise her to the Sun and Moon
in an ‘All Hail great Universe’
lay her on a bed of mossy green
under the bluest sky there ever is
and chant her stories of beauty and grace
of life that has no death and love that knows
no darkness in the forever after.
I let her suckle on the breath of love
In a world of kindness and joy
I sing her to sleep in the dream
scape of infinite possibilities of
great goodness made manifest.
I remind her that there is only Love
in the eternal Oneness of Spirit
She is her own spirit
on a human path
finding her moments