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The blood of Eve

by Corrin Harris about a year ago in inspirational
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A poem

The blood of Eve
Photo by Alina Sofia on Unsplash

Once I read about The Red Tent,

it was a place where the women went,

for counsel and to bleed.

It made me crave a place like that,

where women bled upon a holy mat;

It was a sacred place to be.

In history‘s past it was thus seen,

In man’s eyes to be unclean,

It was the sin of Eve.

By Michal Hlaváč on Unsplash

There is more to shedding blood,

the secret of woman; misunderstood.

Clarity is in need.

We are Great Mother’s manifest,

In her spirit, we may attest;

made holy unto thee.

Once a month, a spiritual death,

and in dreams we come to rest,

under wisdom’s tree.

Then in spirit, we are reborn,

and to each other, we are sworn,

to heal and help those in need.

By Sabrina Wendl on Unsplash

This poem was inspired by the novel, "The Red Tent" by Anita Diamant.


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