Can the body of a woman be your teacher?
The veils stripped away
Naked and empty
Is there a wisdom in her soft curves?
Do you know the language of a circle?
What about her writhing undulations? Her wild pleasure?
Can your lust inform your heart?
Is she sacred or profane?
What about the animal of the body that is your one true name?
Is she worthy of respect?
Or will you deem her as a petty object, unworthy of...
Does your Desire conflict with your Morality?
Does she seduce you into feeling things you would rather not feel?
Is she a demon? A whore?
A helpless victim?
Do you wish that you could rescue her?
Does she make you feel angry? Scared?
Are you lost? Have you forgotten the way home?
Do you long to be reunited in the temple of the womb?
Keeper of the secrets
Mother of Oneness
The original ecstasy
Do you remember?
Soft forgiving endless love
The nectar of the heart
Eyes that gaze into the deepest corners of your soul
The ocean of her belly rocking
Free and full and vital as you
Sucked and ached with such sweet longing that
Your tender heart broke open wide
Dissolving into All of Everything
Do you see who you really are?
Life is a Mystery
Sex is how we remember