To Offer Wholeness

Surrender

To Offer Wholeness

There have been times in my life

when without the strong anchor

of my own fierce embodiment,

I have felt like a leaf,

blown and buffeted by the wind,

slipping through cracks,

seeking respite in the shelter of quiet corners,

too afraid somehow and tentative

to come deeply down,

into the body, onto the Earth.

As though a good part of me

still dangled amongst the stars,

vast and unfixed,

blown so wide open

and so femininely fluid,

that when life has ask of me

to bring myself to bare,

it is such an almighty mustering

that must take place,

of all my disparate cells,

scattered through the cosmos,

to come in now, to come home,

to this moment, and to this body,

with it's broad feet,

it's curved circumference and furrowed brow,

to be someone and to belong, here,

solidly planted, with great twining roots

sinking deeply through the Earth’s crust,

exquisitely aware of the cradle of my pelvis,

the gravity of my bones

and the sweet whisper of my tomb.

Eyes and ears and heart and womb,

mind and soul awake

and entrained to the asking,

an offering of my wholeness

to this birthing of the moment.

Lucy Pierce © 2013