Bearing Joy
I breathe in the moist air,
My lungs fill with the thickness of summertime.
I am bathing in the silver light of a moon,
So round and full,
Like the curves of my hips.
And God is moving upon the deep tonight.
My womb,
Once a barren wasteland of regret,
Is quickened by the light.
I come bearing joy,
From the weaving of a new life,
And from destinies making space to unite.
The stillness of this night envelopes me,
I breathe out delight in heaping buckets full,
Meld into the sacred silence,
And the celebration song of every sound.
My bones are soaking in ecstasy.
Sweet Spirit,
You have given me over to flight.
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