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Primordial

Her Fire Burns

By BrooklynPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Primordial
Photo by Jennifer Marquez on Unsplash

I’ve sat in the burn of hate and pain

Sacred fire, eternal flame

I bring the rain to the rainbow of sunny

I am filled and nurtured by the nectar of honey

Invite my shadows into grace

Rest in knowing. Soulful place.

Sacred fire. Eternal flame.

I hear my ancestors calling my name.

They said-

The Primordial Mother has been waiting for you

Find a channel. Pass on through

The pain, the grief, the hate, behoove

I am. feel. I do. I love.

Sacred Fire. Eternal flame.

I hear my ancestors calling my name.

Tap in. Dive Deeper.

And you my child, shall grow

Synchronize to the beat.

“I feel and so I know”

The Primordial Mother has been waiting for you

Find a channel. Pass on through

Soak it in. California-Denver sky

It’s 4-o’clock. The moon says 5.

Beating hearts green. Bleeding hearts blue.

Find the channel. Pass on through.

The pain. The grief. The pain. Behoove.

I am. I feel. I do. I love.

Sacred Fire. Eternal flame.

I hear my ancestors calling my name

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Brooklyn

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