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My womb is a Garden
My womb is a garden.
She is a space of flowers and blessings
And fertile soil with lots of happiness
And I shall tend her
This sacred space with kindness
And openness to the mysteries
Of a healthy bed of blooms
And small gifts of occasional droppings
Of those who can help to fertilize
This rich rich zone of creative bursts
Of joy and bliss
And occasional sobs from sorrow
Of life passed on and somewhat
Forgotten only the tears that fall
From a sky of wonder and bright
Fortunes that lie ahead
In the opening of new seasons
New seeds and butterflies
That have been cocooned up way too long
In embryonic sleep that is
shifting into luscious life
And beautiful steps of prayer
And wonder at just how bright the sun
Is when I stop to marvel.
10/22/11
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