And the voice of a woman is lifted in song.
The sound of her has a strength, a richness,
And I feel as if she is connected to the earth
By rock and by water. Held firm by the wind.
Her voice could even be the wind.
A single drum joins in, a heart beat,
The throb of earthquake, the throb of volcano.
And just as I am joined to this music
A thousand women join in, a million,
And the pounding of drums takes me.
The power of the sacred feminine
Lifts my heart, lightens my load,
And, as if magick held me, slowly
I merge with the others in the dance.
21 March 2019