Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Worlds Come into Being (poem)
Worlds Come into Being
Worlds come into being
and pass away
like the river of your life
crashing over the
rocks of enlightenment.
The goddess is as
near
as your inflowing
breath,
the outbreath of your
inner sanctuary.
This temple is who
you are:
you are the scent
which fills
the chamber,
the music which
awakens your arms,
strokes your cheeks
to flame.
Dorothy Walters
March 6, 2007
