My Body Knows ...
My body knows . . .
how to fearlessly fall from Grace. Even inside
the burning rebirths, even inside the shame.
The language of the moon and how to learn
everything my grandmothers forgot to teach
me. She needs light to let go. She is a wild animal.
Full of unstoppable breath, impermanence, nature
and wonder! How to heal the abuse her ancestors
lived through. She has the power to push away and
attract whatever she pleases. Intense energy exchange.
She plays, gets knocked over, and stands back up in it
often. We all walk as eternally loved men and women.
It's the only satisfying solution she's found. She knows
pleasure and joy to extremes. Welcoming and receiving
are her gifts that she loves to give. She knows she is
covered in eyes that never close. They are her intuition
and psychic antennas to transmuting darkness into
welcoming, soul empowered freedom. How to give
from the love that comes form that SuperNatural
source. That full and endless Divine Feminine well.
How to open so fully that all of time diminishes and
simultaneously explodes, like the first orgasm that
created the universe. Speaking of, she knows the
many ways she can orgasm and heal through ecstasy.
How to move with feeling and with no inhibitions. An
uncontrollable fire lives and lights her from the inside out.
She knows fear and pain to no end and uses it to create
and give birth to life. One that will inspire and consider
the well being of others. She knows when she is safe
and loved. There her skin melts with softness as if
saying yes to openness and adventure. She knows
ancient, primal wisdom that my mind cannot bend
itself around. Teachings and practices from places
and lineages so foreign they confirm the many lives
we have lived through to get here. She needs to get
spiritually naked again and again. Sacrificed to the
pyre of love for the greater good of all. She longs to
be naked in the natural world. Stepping with devotion
and reverence in her heart for this Earth and everything
living on it. My body knows how to walk & spread her toes
& run & write & sing & dance wildly & smell & taste & touch
& give energy to someone else's heart through a kiss.
She knows how to kiss. She is a vehicle for Divine Love.
How precious this life is. My body knows and holds more
than I will ever get to this time around. Like a triple kiss
that blows your mind into outer space, at some point it
has to end. My body knows the limitless strength of the
heart she houses. With all of it's birds, hibiscus, hummingbirds,
sweet jasmine, and those roses unconditionally blooming.
My body knows what she wants and the potential I seem
destined to forget. She knows how to take her time on the ride.
My Body Knows more than anything how to forgive.
She knows in her bones, she is never without Grace.