Life unfolds
Before
And ahead of me
The last of me
The beginning
Again
Wings of desire
Love and hate
Forgiving
Accepting
Moving forward
Looking backwards
Rest, and restless sleep
Awake
In deep thoughts
The wrong thoughts
Dwelling in a stagnant pond
Only to find a way out
Drowning or floating
Finding the waterfall
Rinsing away all
Cleansing and refreshing
Amongst the blurred water lilies
The vivid colours
The choices
The hurt
The joys
The dreams
Forgiveness
Acceptance
Then
Gratitude
Life unfolds
Life is beautiful
Alive
Alive
Softly flowing
Softly blowing
Perfumed wind
Of the perfumed Garden
Water lily
Open and fragrant
Open and receiving
Cosmic light
Divine Feminine
Flower power
The Yin and Yang
Feminine and Masculine
The dance of life
The swirling of these energies
The Cosmos resonates in both
Duality, equality
Balance
The sensual and the wisdom
The powerful and the intellect
The Moon, The Sun
Surrender and fight
Open and receive
Conquer and give
Darkness and Light
Flowing, growing, sensual in me
Creating, striving, the warrior in you
The dance of Life
The embrace, the exchange
The touch and the light
Breathing together,
being together
Loving together
In the beginning were the waters of chaos ... Darkness covered the waters until ... the Primeval Water Lily rose from the abyss. Slowly the blue water lily opened its petals to reveal a young god sitting in its golden heart. A sweet perfume drifted across the waters and light streamed from the body of this Divine Child to banish universal darkness. This child was the Creator, the Sun God, the source of all life.
So the Primeval Water Lily closed its petals at the end of each day... Chaos reigned through the night until the god within the water lily returned.
Original article:http://www.thekeep.org/~kunoichi/kunoichi/themestream/egypt_waterlily.html#.Ug97eENwYdU#ixzz2cEVu50G3
© Caroline Seawright
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I am woman and I am divine
Aphrodite
Alive
inside me, she
I surrender
I laugh, I cry
bliss in my bones
in my womb
trembling with pleasure
or is it pain?
it has no name
but
I am She
my name, Aphrodite
or many other names
and faces come through
and who am I
but she?
of many faces
in places
between the movement
where the stillness gives birth
to the movement
I am gone
I am awake
the ecstasy I have been yearning for
is here inside
and she
is me
(Vanessa Nova)