Is blowing tonight
In my solar plexus
For a fierce blast
Orange furnaced
Has come my way.
I no longer shrink
From the agony of heat
Which could burn
My female tenderness
To a shrivel of dust.
NO
Now I am firm of feet
Strong of womb
Loud of voice
Open of heart
Mother earth supports me
As I gaze on his attempt
To destroy sweet joy…
Tempered in
A male body
He, armoured, fearful
Rises in his glory
Trying to threaten
A deeper knowing.
But dragon steps forward
Red Fire rages
And man, relenting,
Discovers his softer self….
For I am the truth,
Goddess she says
And my heart
binds his
In a promise
Of harmony.

Anna

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