The Return of Red

October 28th, 2012

Red moon at night, photographers delight

Shedding it’s slippery red silk,
It came.
It came after a dream
That opened the gates
Of my body
Through my mind.

Drawing me into connection
Wth my tides.
The moon inside me
Awakening to a new call.

I called and it came.

My belly has known
The ripening and spilling
Of its fruit.

Now, with each pearl of red,
It remembers the journey
From the first rumbles of motherhood
To the healing after birth.

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