Luminous Dharmic Seeds

I was born pregnant…

with strands of luminous
dharmic seeds
woven deep inside me…

my mother sang to me in the womb,
the cosmos softly whispered my name,
a flock of tender birds heralded my birth...

my dharma courted me;
brought me to rest in the temple,
and made enduring love to me…

my devotion forged
in the depths of the deep, dark forest
and the light of heaven's chandelier...

I was 
a virgin child
giving birth to endless forms of beauty…

I was
a woman whose creative belly 
was always full and bursting,

lovingly nursing the many 
babes at her breast …

I am
an elderwoman who 
listens and weaves
the wisdom of the void;

nurturing my strands,
nourishing my seeds;

knowing full well
that I may continue birthing
shimmering beauty
until I take
my last beloved breath…

sacred thread words & image © heather rhodes
written during shakti dharma immersion
model: makenzy