Reborn
A poem
Published in
Oct 9, 2021
Dressed in golden light
Wordsmithingly deep
Her inner landscapes
Decorated in green lush
Wrote tales of stillness and surrender.
Gathering them in circles
Each one with their hanging pains
Their bottled sufferings
Their dimmed lights
She said
Thou shall remember
Our genes of ancestral wisdom
And return to your sacred healing wholeness.
As she proclaimed their fate
Waves of alchemy danced among them
Women of all colour and beauty
Sisters in an omnipresent Mother
Reborn.
©Barbara Lima 2021
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