to the woman i will be and am finding

hold a river in your palm,
imagine ways to drink it down
to send it deep into your belly.
let it wind around your hips
like a green scarf, una bufanda verde,the truth of the river in your womb.
hold a river
hold a river
let it hold you,
let it dance you from the stars to the earth,
into the sea and onto the backs of birds,
into the eyes of your sons, the sun
your songs, la sangre, the blood of the river you hold.
hold a vine in your palm, let it wrap around your fingers,
down your wrists and soft-skinned forearms,
across and around your breasts like red rivers
dripping from your heart--tu corazon--the core of your human being.
always know that you are the song
you are the rhythm and the stillness
in between the spaces
deep in the bright blooms, the fruit that softens in the waters, the serpent
that sings sings sings sings sings sings...
remember
because you hold the river forever
you are the Eve of lush gardens
la vivante--vivir--reviving life in pools
filled again and again.





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