Sacred Womb
There is a mystical pulse in every womb
A rhythm, a fragrance, a song , a dance
This sacred womb of yours carries with it the language of your ancestors
Listen
Some stories you may want to keep , some are ready to be discarded
In the heart of its beat lies the infinite void , the darkest depths of silence
From where the sound current of creation emanates
Breathing its intention into expression
Reverberating , cascading ripples of shapelessness taking shape
Listen
You might hear the beginning of shape
Shhhhhhhh
Come rest here
Dissolve and be
She will reveal all that you need to know
Shhhhhhhh
Nilanthi
