I am primordial sound Emanating. I am the grunt I am the squeal I am the moan Of endless pleasure. I am the mother. The gasp between orgasms. The soundlessness Of emptiness, Of depth Of infinite space.
Today, I live from a space of returning to mySelf, to my consciousness, to mindfulness…to light. In this way, I embody WHAT I AM –a divine being of light.
This poem is for the pre-teen girl who has forgotten her eternal beauty, because this world has taught her that instead of it being ugly, she is. It is heartbreaking what she has already experienced, what she has witnessed, and how she has been consistently put down. She has been made to feel worthless, small,… Continue reading Who you are, is Goddess