I spiral down
to meet the Earth.
Listening to her,
I am raised up effortlessly,
lightly,
over and over again.
Tender surroundings
liquid gold
washes around me
protecting me,
holding me,
rocking me,
enveloping me.
So gentle and kind this is,
to be held
in this Beauty.
Sarah Priestess
written in an authentic movement
offering October 20, 2008
