Womb of Truth
Juices cascading upon the mother’s belly Beckoning me deeper into the womb of Truth Life itself Reminding me of a time when things were simple More pure Less inundated with illusions of a civilized society These lifestyles are led weights on our hearts Shackles around feet that are dying to move to the primordial beat of the heart pulse orchestrated by the Divine Union of Father Sun and Mother Earth As she cleanses herself, so…