Luminous Dharmic Seeds
I was born pregnant…
with strands of luminous
dharmic seeds
woven deep inside me…
my mother sang to me in the womb,
the cosmos softly whispered my name,
a flock of tender birds heralded my birth...
my dharma courted me;
brought me to rest in the temple,
and made enduring love to me…
my devotion forged
in the depths of the deep, dark forest
and the light of heaven's chandelier...
I was
a virgin child
giving birth to endless forms of beauty…
I was
a woman whose creative belly
was always full and bursting,
lovingly nursing the many
babes at her breast …
I am
an elderwoman who
listens and weaves
the wisdom of the void;
nurturing my strands,
nourishing my seeds;
knowing full well
that I may continue birthing
shimmering beauty
until I take
my last beloved breath…
sacred thread words & image © heather rhodes
written during shakti dharma immersion
model: makenzy