She rose with the dawn
sprinkling rose water on her unbound hair
she slipped outdoors on bare feet
well, who would wear shoes
while bare-naked anyway.
That moment when night pauses
and day appears
when the earth is holding the in-breath
before breathing out a new day upon us
it called to her, that pause.
The veil is thin between the worlds
and if you are careful and still
you will see them for a moment
those who have moved on
those who walk at your side
those who guide and protect
She wanted that, this morning
not just the knowing she carries with her
but the seeing of those who came before
those who surround her
upholding her every movement
her reaching out to those who come to her.
The day would require energies from her
many would sit at her feet
claiming the grace and beauty
that flows so boundlessly from her.
For now, she stood naked under the sky
as their form took shape in that
early morning light.
We are with you, they whispered
We love and cherish you, they smiled.
As the earth released her breath
she too breathed out and
raising her hands to the sky
with hands and heart wide open
she drank in the strength that she
needed to move through
this day, this life
“I am ready” she cried out
and the light shone upon her
in blessing and power.
sprinkling rose water on her unbound hair
she slipped outdoors on bare feet
well, who would wear shoes
while bare-naked anyway.
That moment when night pauses
and day appears
when the earth is holding the in-breath
before breathing out a new day upon us
it called to her, that pause.
The veil is thin between the worlds
and if you are careful and still
you will see them for a moment
those who have moved on
those who walk at your side
those who guide and protect
She wanted that, this morning
not just the knowing she carries with her
but the seeing of those who came before
those who surround her
upholding her every movement
her reaching out to those who come to her.
The day would require energies from her
many would sit at her feet
claiming the grace and beauty
that flows so boundlessly from her.
For now, she stood naked under the sky
as their form took shape in that
early morning light.
We are with you, they whispered
We love and cherish you, they smiled.
As the earth released her breath
she too breathed out and
raising her hands to the sky
with hands and heart wide open
she drank in the strength that she
needed to move through
this day, this life
“I am ready” she cried out
and the light shone upon her
in blessing and power.
~ Joss Burnel
a Poem of DeAnne ~ January 3, 2014
My beloved sacred friend Joss Burnel, Crowing Crone Woman of Wisdom gifted me with this gorgeous poem. We had shared intimate conversations, hopes, dreams, longings, prayers, awareness and awakenings together with our core circle of women. And, from just those first few days together, SHE connected to me across the seas from her home in France and honored me with this verse.
Joss, you know my heart and soul. You know that you have my deepest thanks and eternal friendship. I love you so. You are “She Who Walks in Beauty.” What a gift you are.
Namaste Beloved. Namaste _/\_ xo Love Always, DeAnne
DeAnne Wolfgram 