Luminous Dharmic Seeds

Feb 20

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 was 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 my 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 will continue to birth
shimmering beauty

until I take
my last beloved breath…

Presence Practice